The Seer paused when she rounded a building and caught sight of Mouse for the first time.  He was bright, painfully so at first, and it took her a moment to adjust.  But he wasn't someone she recognized.  What were the odds that someone else that was more than merely human and practically a beacon just happened to be on the corner she'd designated?  Slim to none.  Still, just the fact that it wasn't Tsitua made her more wary that she would have been otherwise, and her hand never strayed too far from her knife.

"Waiting for someone?" she asked the man.  He was handsome enough to be drawing stares, hardly discreet, but she supposed it worked.  There was no way she could miss him, not even at several yards.

(([@TheMinorFall] short.  -.-))