Shaidra looked down at her scar and let the fabric close itself up. [i]Thwip.[/i] She looked to the right, and then to the left, and back at Alvios one more time. The little wraith said nothing for a few moments. Then, she placed a hand against the smokey fabric that covered most of her body. [color=black]"Bad, scary,"[/color] she grunted. She pointed at Alvios. [color=black]"Good, scary,"[/color] Shaidra stopped and looked around, bemused. Her eyes fluttered up for a moment, and her posture dropped [color=black]"Eve[color=00aeef]ry[/color]thing [color=6ecff6]i[/color]s ter[color=0076a3]r[/color]ifying."[/color] Her eye flashed for a moment, bringing a tinge of life to the blackness. She looked up again, and viciously pushed into her chest with five fingers. [color=black]"Stop fretting. [b]Wa[color=6ecff6]n[/color]t it.[/b]"[/color] She stopped, and her head spun away from Alvios, like she'd caught something in the distance. But there was nothing.