a walk in the dark (open)

Loren not afraid to use every trick in the book The description of the Megacity was beyond Loren’s understanding. Having no idea what a skyscraper or a mobile was—and being incapable of calculating the cost of a city of glass—he simply nodded along. Then Annabelle started describing her life in her old world and it got even more confusing. Loren did a double take, but far as he could tell she had two normal ears, sitting right on either side of her head where they were supposed to be. Again, weird. “Uh...sure.” His mind was nearing its limits when it came to processing new information. After this, he’d need to find a nice quiet place until there was more room in his crowded thoughts. One statement stood out from the rest. He frowned, more concerned than confused now. “Wait, who is this knight and why are they chasing you?” Although their surroundings seemed clear of any threat (beyond the usual danger that lurked in the outskirts), Loren scanned the area around them just in case. His magic came at his bidding, ready to be unleashed at a moment’s notice. Absently, he responded to her comment about Axions versus Abandoned, eyes and ears to busy scanning the night to be paying much attention to the conversation. “I don’t if it’s the same or not, and, as I told you, I’m an Abandoned, not abandoned.” Not in the way she thought, at least. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her clutching her head, as if she was pained; seeing as he was already on high alert, he was there in a moment, healing hands extended to her temple. “Are you alright?” His question came out softly. If she said no, he was taking her to the infirmary. Given that his chances for a peaceful night walk had been shattered, there was little reason to stay out here.