She was glad to be out of the house and standing in the backyard. Things were feeling weird in there and getting out was great. Her eyes follow Morgan’s, looking at the roof. Not really sure what she’d be looking for, but you never know, sometimes things stand out. Like the window looking evil, and she wonders if it’s because of the lack of sleep and weirdness or what.
Eyes shift to Morgan when she says her name, “Actually, yeah.” She says with a nod, “The fact that no one knew he was up there, and then the dreams, and his answers, well, they just don’t feel right to me. Like something is going on. Could someone be using him as some type of pawn or tool? I didn’t see his math, was it that weird? DO you think it ties into all this weirdness?” she asks, already not liking math. “Not sure who Betony is, but it sounds like you guys do. Did she just leave the Freehold, or was there, something else that made her leave? And why would she let a human stay here and not tell anyone? Damn, there are soo many questions and not enough answers!”