[h2]Christa Yamashiro[/h2]
“I was going back home, like anyone would at this time, it just happens to be that going through this park is the shortest route,” Christa replied to the younger girl, eyeing her weird mannerisms with a great deal of care while trying to not stare too much out of consideration for her privacy. “But, never mind that. You are much younger than I’m so, by your own logic, you are in a more vulnerable position,” she added, reversing the argument.

“If you are lost, I can help get to the nearest police station. It’s not that far from here. Otherwise, I suppose that I’ll have to bid you farewell,” Christa said in as much of a helpful tone as she could muster. She couldn’t simply abandon a child that might as well be lost without at least offering to help. even though this one felt [i]off[/i] for some reason that she couldn’t tell that easily.