[NoIn-LoKi]

Jean

Apparently she had scared her a bit, because Jean dropped her notebook. Dubhe smiled. Yes, definitely uneasy about something. However she didn't expect her next answer. Without warning, she grabbed Jean's arm and spun her around to face her. "You actually saw it?" she almost snapped, her voice sharper than she intended to. She was surprised and wondered how this could be. Was she not human after all? "You saw the whole ritual. But you're human and yet you're still here? Alive?" she couldn't quite believe it. So far she'd assumed that everyone closely connected to the ritual was dead. However this wasn't something to be discussed out on the streets. Jean had proved far more connected with everything than she had initially thought.

She turned her head left and right once to make sure they weren't already attracting too much attention and then urged Jean carefully into one of the cafes on the street, sitting down in the chair in front of her. "What did you see?" she asked, trying to keep her voice soft, even though the urge in her voice was hardly suppressed. Her eyes followed Jean's every move, while her hands were intertwining. When she noticed it, she spread them apart, flat on the table.

Reflecting on how strange her behavior must seem, she shook her head. "I'm sorry. I hope I didn't startle you too much. I haven't even introduced myself properly. My name is Dubhe" she paused. "It seems we both may have some interesting information at our hands."