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Saoirse was startled by the man's sudden request and ended up burning herself on the kettle, yet remained silent. She flicked her hand slightly to cool it. Ever since she had been in the presence of her visitor, she had noticed that she had become clumsy. 

She poured the tea into a couple of mugs then proceeded to where her visitor sat, handing him the mug. "Be careful; it's pretty hot." She warned before sitting in a chair a few feet away. She took a sip of tea and stared back into his dark eyes. Once she finished her sip, she looked down at her tea and exhaled deeply, relaxing instantly, before she looked back up at him. "Y-yeah. S-sure." She replied, her eyes held fear and confusion. She was afraid. She didn't want to show him the name, yet she could not find herself refusing his request. She held out her thin wrist as the burning sensation in her wrist intensified greatly; as did the fear in her eyes.