Miller Anderson
Seeing the face of, the gifted become visually more sullen over, the mentioning of his sister, he then said,
"Do me a favor and don't ever mention my sister. Also, stay the fuck out of my head!"
A drop of sweat falls from his face and Miller replies, "Uh, I- I'll try.
The other gifted finally noticed that the dial tone that was broken by Miller.
"I swear, it just popped off, just like that." he said to him, with both hands up.
"You said she had the eyes. She could be a gifted being used to hunt our kind"
Pondering for a minute, he replies with
"That's a good point, but I think she saw my eye color too, and if she was a hunter, she probably would've done something by now."
The other gifted seemed to think about it, then utters,
"Alright, you want her? Let's go. Go talk to her, get all touchy with her if you can. And if you find a memory of her that proves she's a slave then get in the car and I'll take care of her"
Taken aback by what he said, Miller sat there in silence, "Wait, why do I have to do it- he says but quickly surrendering, with a sigh "Alright Mom, I'll go do it, but damn you owe me one for this later."
Opening the car door, he looks back at the guy but then walks out, stretches a bit, then proceeds to walk to the bike that the Lady was eating on, face tinged with red, he walks up to the lady and manages to barely utter,
"Uhm, hello, m-my name is Miller, Miller Anderson, and I noticed that your eye color is different, are you one of those gifted?
While saying this, he looks around, but takes off his Sunglasses to reveal to her that he did indeed have different colored.