[h2]Cole Ryder[/h2]
As the Hoverbus moved along, Cole would occasionally take his gaze off of the trees outside and look around the vehicle. At one such time, he met the gaze of the cat on the seat beside him. He stared for a couple of seconds, wondering if there was something it wanted to say. Every mutation was different, so it was possible that some transformations allowed one to keep their ability to speak even though others did not. He raised an eyebrow when it simply looked away, but did not think much of it. As he proceeded to return to staring at the trees, his ears suddenly caught what sounded like the clicking of a tongue, and he glanced over to see a short-haired girl attempting to beckon the cat. 

There was currently too much going on for him in terms of smell, he had to work on that, but even with such an issue, he was fairly certain that whatever was beside him wasn't a real cat. The girl then fumbled with something in her bag, and he barely had the time to wonder what she was up to before the scent of peanut butter filled his nostrils. Seeing as how she had not succeeded the first time, he decided to let her in on what he was thinking.

"Uh, Miss? I don't think that's actually an-" he then paused in slight surprise as the cat eventually got off the seat and made its way over. "...animal."

He looked on in amusement at the cat's reaction to the girl's spread-covered fingers. Convincing, but there was no way that was a real cat. Still, it did not make sense for a human to respond to being beckoned in such a way. Perhaps the takeover of animal instincts was an effect of this individual's transformation. Cole was all too familiar with such a phenomenon. Psychologically, his 'other side' was really strong, and needless to say, the instincts and capabilities of his beast were likely far more threatening than those of this... cat.

He glanced around the vehicle again, curious as to who else was seeing this. Someone had acknowledged him with a smile... Serenity, was it? He gave her a polite nod in return, convinced that she harbored no animosity towards him even after what had happened between them before. It was likely not something he had done, which was what he had been worried about before. She seemed to be by herself, and he would have invited her to sit with him, though, after what had taken place the last time, he figured that it was probably not a good idea. As for why, that was beyond him, and he was not going to ask if it was not brought up. It was not as if he was an open book himself.
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At the distinctive voice of the dragon who was expressing his discomfort, Dr. Sullivan turned in the driver's seat, or what would have been the driver's seat if the vehicle was not controlled telepathically, and glanced towards the back.

"We'll be there in ten minutes, Kiddo," she responded, in a tone that implied that she was looking forward to the end of the ride herself.

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