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Standing at that height, the girl could simply hide by standing behind him. Isaac cocks his brow──

                         “From what?”

Fuck, how does she explain Jesse, the mysterious powder, the strangers chasing her through the streets?

From everything. “Someone is hunting me.” Most people would be glancing around; she’s just sensing the hunter, closer and closer. She’s not even sure what it is about this guy that made her ask him for help; some instinct, some empathic thing she doesn’t have time to analyze.