After calming Blair, Aella retreated from the crowd, slinking back towards the shadows when she noticed a fleeting figure heading up the stairs.Hana felt herself freeze for moment when Aella made her presence known. She couldn’t explain the feeling but it was vague. Pushing it away to the back of her mind like she did with all her feelings, she set the bottle of alcohol next to Kyle. “I’ll try to find some.” she said firmly, standing up and making her way towards the stairs. Hana gave a glance at Kevin as she ascended, noticing the shock but subtle resolve in his face. She didn’t bother to share a word as she continued on her way. Once she reached the top she barely noticed she was in her socks, having being used to hearing the heavy stomping noise from her boots. She had been slightly confused by how everyone seemed a little bit taller, especially Kevin who she didn’t mind borrowing a couple inches off him if she could.
Obviously, she followed, her bare feet hardly making a sound as she darted up the steps, completely ignoring Kevin.
The memory of Hana from the previous night was clear, not shrouded or hazy. Every little detail was perfectly defined.
"What are you doing?" She questioned when the reached the top of the stairs, hesitant steps following the shorter girl into the looming darkness. Wielding a delicate flame in one palm, she followed quicker until she reached her. Silent, her face still and blank.