“I told you, mean no harm. I am just a humble seminary. You look down on your luck; do you need help?”

Miriam cursed her current fatigue. She should have run out of here ages ago, but now he had caught up! The girl debated with herself intensely. Trust or not to trust? It was a hard fight. She'd been raised to instinctively trust a man of the cloth, however the nuns frequently warned her about the wolves in sheep's clothing; or sinners in a priest's robes. If she had a way to discern his true nature, then this would be so much easier. Sadly, she wasn't the kind of Unnatural to posses an ability like that. 

Just as she was about to reach a decision (must likely to run) a bird landed on her shoulder. 

"Huah!?" Miriam, already nervous and high strung, jumped up in complete surprise, flailing her arms about and hitting her knee on the garbage dump. "Gah!"

[i]T-wa-wa-waaang-ng~![/i] The empty metal container echoed loudly through the night.