As it were, Aerylinne would find that her luck was running shorter and shorter by the second. "Miss Esther!" called Cyrille's voice. It was still distant enough that she could, perhaps, hide somewhere, if given the chance.<br/><br/>Gia looked in the direction of the voice, and then at Aerylinne. "You would not happen to be this 'Miss Esther', would you?" she mused. "Have you someone who is trying to watch you?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>