<div class="floatleft">(http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk59/Untamed_skies/9c4d7342-66e5-4a03-96db-6e391ad6eb88_zps7ecf9012.jpg) (http://s277.photobucket.com/user/Untamed_skies/media/9c4d7342-66e5-4a03-96db-6e391ad6eb88_zps7ecf9012.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Reid Lawson<br/><strong>Faction</strong>: none<br/><strong>Date</strong>: May 21<br/><strong>Time of Day</strong>: afternoon<br/><strong>Location</strong>: outside the Five and Dime<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Lilah, Open<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>In many ways it was a good thing that Reid had come across Lilah, least as far as he was concerned. There were plenty of people who he had decided he liked that he never so much as glanced at again. Probably cause some of them got killed, and others just left. There were also the type that enjoyed making friends for a day. Still as Lilah greeted him it felt more like a thing he'd expect old friends to do. That odd feeling was only reinforced as Lilah spoke about needin' to talk to him bout problems she was havin' that she didn't rightfully want anyone to overheard. Or at least as she gestured for him to walk with her certainly seemed what she wanted. Reid found it a bit odd she was comin' to him for help. She'd said she hadn't met many folks that she liked but now Reid was believin it. It was strange to have someone relyin' on him that quickly after only just meeting him, then again he was happy to do what he could to. "You're not hurt or nothin'," he asked his eyes traveling from her face to look over her form. She wasn't bleedin far as he could tell, but then maybe the wounds were just under her clothes. He wasn't goin' to ask her to go strippin to find out neither. "If I can help with even if it's just putting your mind at ease I'll do my best," he added after a few moments realizin'  he hadn't exactly said yes.<br/><br/>As she continued to speak her words would cause his eyebrow to raise up in interest. Usually when someone started what they needed to say with reassurance they weren't crazy, it indicated that's exactly what they were about to sound like. Course crazy thing about crazy soundin' things was that, more often then not they were true. Least round these parts he'd discovered. "I doubt whatever you're gonna tell me is gonna convince me I'll of regretted hearin it," he said with a nod what was supposed to be a reassurin smile. "First sign you're not crazy is knowing what you're about to say sounds like you are," he added chuckling a bit as he spoke. "Or least means you ain't gone crazy just yet," he added hoping that a friendly and playful tone might ease some of the tension. Granted he'd only seen the girl once before but her attitude seemed much different. Something was clearly eating at her. He just hoped he could do something to calm her down.<br/><br/>He'd glance around and move with her down to what seemed to be a less crowded area along the streets. At least a place where people would be less interested in what they were talking about. In some ways lookin' to make sure it wasn't the kind of trouble like she was being followed or something. It was kind of stretch based on what she said, but she did seem to be glancin' around a awful lot. Either what she was about to say was so far out there someone listenin' in might just decide she was looney and take her away on the spot, or it was somethin' else. Danger? He wasn't sure exactly what to expect, but when everyone was out of earshot he'd tilt his head. "You don't need to hesitate, I doubt there is anythin' so crazy I'll go runnin' in the other direction," he said. "Promise not to laugh either," he said placing his hand against his chest with a smile. Hoping if she was still trying to decide whether or not she should be talking with that he might've swayed her to the other side.