Vance blinked as she reared back her hand, forcing herself to stand. "A migraine, huh?" he said. "Well then, I would think the last place you'd want to be is in the middle of Downtown Milwaukee. A migraine needs a calmer environment. Where are you trying to go? Maybe I can help navigate you. I pretty much get around in this city."

He wanted to sound sincere, but he wasn't really sure if his politeness and helpful nature was translating to this stranger...a stranger with a strong magical presence. It made him wonder what her story was.