"It's not like he come up to me to say hello!" Shura snaps back, vaguely agitated. Just thinking of him gave her the creeps. She reaches for the bottle, hoping for just a bit more to drink. If it's empty, she'll just have to dig in the cabinet for whatever crap she snagged from the bottom shelf in a minute.

"He's always on the periphery--it's creepy. A horse an' rider with glowin' blue eyes. Any time I try to look at him he disappears." A convenient and very annoying trick. She hesitates, then continues.

"That's why I've been practicin' projection. I wanna try and track him down."