<span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #CCCCFF">Kai listened to him speak, staying quiet as she hung on every single word. She didn't really think it would be easy for him to guess her age, but he wasn't far off. If she was trying to get a few laughs, she'd lie and say she was only 80 years old; only shifters would understand and appreciate that joke though. In reality she was just a little over a hundred years old herself. Still a youngster compared to some, she guessed. The more she listened to him talk, the more she felt for him. He was alone just like she was. He didn't belong to a pack either. While no one hunted her, he was afraid and running for a reason; a good reason. No wonder he'd been so eager to get out of town as soon as he realized she knew what he was.<br/><br/>When he was done, she looked up at him, eyes sad. Seems like you've had it harder than me, she said to him. A smile touched her lips when he reintroduced himself I didn't say it before, but it's nice to meet you, Warren. I'm Kai Evans and, like I said before, I'm not part of a pack, so I mean you no harm.<br/><br/>She shifted on her feet, arms crossing to try and trap what little body heat she had left. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head. Kai doubted he would agree to it, but from one shifter to another, she had to try and offer a helping hand, even if only for a little while. Looking up at him, her smile grew and she said, Listen. I'd hate to leave you in this cold not knowing that you have somewhere safe for the night. So, if you'd like, you can stay with me. All I can offer you is the couch, but at least it's warm and safe. Something told her he would turn down her offer. He was a drifter and it would be understandable if he'd rather move on than stay with her. But she had to try. At least in the safety of her apartment, they could speak freely (and in the warmth) without having to worry about anyone overhearing them.</span></span>