Looks were indeed deceiving. Despite looking like someone who was out of breath, the young female that had gained Luke’s attention, seemed quite energetic. Although fatigued to a certain degree, she was still able to move in an erratic manner as Luke made his presence known by resting his avian form atop her shoulder.

“And I thought she was about to pass out.” 

As she suddenly started to flail her arms and move about, it was only natural for Luke to distance himself from her, unless he wanted his smaller and fragile body to be swatted away. Remaining within close proximity with the young female, Luke simply stared at her with his blank eyes, hoping that she would calm down. However, as this occurred, Luke’s gaze slowly shifted towards the direction of an unfamiliar voice.

 “Are you okay?” meekly asked a robed man as he peeked over the side of the dumpster. “Miss...?”

Although his words were of concern and worry, unlike the clumsy individual Luke was with, this other person was different. He felt like a potential threat. He seemed…dangerous.

“An Unnatural?”