"Tyler!" Ana called out as the little boy ran after Geri, insistently tugging at her sleeve. "If she won't help we can't force her." He shook his head, drawing more images in the air which Ana let out an exasperated sigh. "I don't want he's trying to say miss, but I've never seen him this upset, he wasn't this agitated at times after our parents died...if he's like this, this isn't something you should ignore."