[sub][B]Interaction(s):[/B] [COLOR=darkgray][@Lord Wraith] [@Hound55][/COLOR][/sub]

Eilidh had washed her breakfast plate, and sat back down at the small table in the centre of the kitchen; a laptop open, some headphones to the side - an audiobook pending. The tower was still silent, only now if she really focused she could make out the sound of the treadmill upstairs. 

Outside, however, a motocycle thrummed into a halt. Not long after, Eilidh could sense a heavy, unfamiliar presence in the hallway.

[i]Unsure. Keen senses. Looking for us.

Not dangerous.[/i]

Then his voice appeared before her - in the doorway of the kitchen. It came out in shades of gray, sharp at the edges.

Before she had time to answer, she felt the familiar presence of one of her few colleagues remaining, Red. A strange name, she had always thought - since in actual fact he always felt like more of a blue to her. He was there, his size likely imposing to the stranger in the doorway, especially with the way he bounded in.

She projected back to him, [i]"Not trouble, not hurt... I think he needs our help, Red."[/i]

She focused her attention back onto the stranger, not wanting to tuck herself into his mind and go digging without permission, instead - she just gave him a slight smile.

"Aye, [i]we're[/i] still the Young Justice. I'm Eilidh - this is Red... Don't get many folk 'round here these days." She waited a moment, turning her head to where she felt Red to nod at him, she waited for the stranger to answer the questions - hoping that the situation wasn't going to escalate.