[@Silvan Haven][@Write][@HereComesTheSnow][@Plank Sinatra]

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"[color=66cd00]I'll need more evidence first,[/color]" was her short reply. 

The explanation Luke was offering was logical in its reasoning, raising her estimates of the black-haired youth before her slightly more. However, it was merely an assumption, a hypothesis arising from the expected purpose of the strange hair and all the evidence they had collected so far. There was a even only a correlation between emotional inputs and the movement so far; other variables were still important to consider. 

That was the crux of the issue.

Evidence.

Such as the sudden upwards jolt of the hair. The teenage girl's attention immediately locked itself upon the wayward strands, noting the jazz that had materialised mere moments prior. What emotion had Luke felt in response to it? Was it the choice of song that had impacted upon him? The music had been a constant accompaniment, after all.

His expression was composed, but there was something lying beneath. 

"[color=66cd00]What do you feel, Schwarz?[/color]"