She couldn't make out what was going on outside the curtain of the branches, and she liked it better that way. She slumped down to the ground her arms still on the tree. She was not moving, especially for this stranger. She did not know him, she did not trust him.<br/><br/>"I like it here!" She said boldly, slapping his hand away, "This place is my sanctuary, the cemetary is beautiful and I cannot help but stay here for as long as it takes. I will not step through those branches until I know it is safe!" Her voice kept getting louder as she spoke, "I do not know you, you could be anyone, I am not going anywhere with you!"<br/><br/>She bit her lip, as she studied his body language.<br/>'He doesn't seem bad...' She thought to herself, 'but then again that could just be an act.' She glared icily at him, 'The only way he will make me move is by force.'<br/>She could almost see that she wouldn't leave without fighting him back too. Though she was frail and weak, it was all she could do.<br/><br/>She snapped out of her mind, reminding herself she had to stay focused. She remembered he had said the word ghosts just moments before she argued back at him.<br/>"You can't honestly believe there are such things as ghosts?" She said disapprovingly, her eyes softening.