Marie watched the small gathering of people from the wall - she had good eyes, at least, but couldn’t quite catch the words the rest of them were saying. When she saw the tall man with the dark clothes jump out of the tree, she figured she could inch in a little closer without anyone noticing. After all, this gathering seemed to be getting pretty large already. She only managed to get the last few lines of the Scar-faced man’s speech, but that was more than enough to get her excited. 

“[I]Shift,[/I] wasn’t it!” Marie shouted almost cheerfully, seemingly oblivious to the rising tensions. “[I]Demonic Shifter[/I] is the name that they give me! They tried to make out like I was the weird one, but it was those other people who were weird all along! Not me!” Marie stood squarely in front of Titus, peering into his eyes; since he was the one she heard last. 

“It’s a normal thing to do, isn’t it? Oh, please tell me it’s normal. You can do it, right?”