a walk in the dark (open)

Loren not afraid to use every trick in the book Obviously this woman—Skruffles, he had to remind himself without laughing, since it was a ridiculous name—was even more clueless than Loren was. He hadn’t known such a thing was possible. “No, I was not abandoned.” Well, he had been, but it had nothing to do with his race, and he had done his fair share of abandoning, and...all that was a distraction and besides the point. “I’m AN Abandoned. That’s what they call people who use magic in this world. Caido,” he belatedly added, as if to make the explanation more sensible. Loren just stared at Annabelle (yeah, he wasn’t going to be able to keep a straight face if he kept thinking of her at Skruffles) more perplexed than he’d been in a long time. “What is the Megacity?” It was probably another world, given the context, but it could also be a region of Caido Loren hadn’t seen yet. There was a lot of this world that was a mystery, especially to him. Then she was back to the Abandoned thing and he raised his hands as if he could physically stem the flow of words. “No, I...like I said I’m not Abandoned. I’m fine! I was just out for a walk.” Lowering his arms, the librarian tilted his head at the woman. “You came to explore, you said? Where’d you come from?” Maybe Loren was being a bit paranoid, but Annabelle really was odd. And generally speaking, Loren didn’t trust anything Odd.