Finley left a note and left through the back door. She pulled up her sleeve to look at the snake tattoo on her arm. What if her parents somehow found out where she was? She hadn't seen another demon since she had run from home several months ago. She cursed to herself and paced around in that back alley. "No no.. ah dear." She mumbled. She started to run back towards her apartment.

Sean was walking down the sidewalk not really to anywhere specific,not paying mind to where he was going as his red eyes stayed down to the ground,a soft ruffling sound coming from his back of his jacket,the sound like feathers and...blades?

Finley almost ran into Sean again on her way home. She fell backwards. A small charm tumbled out of her pocket. She scrambled to grab it. She held it tightly in her palm and mumbled something. She looked panicked, not noticing Sean was walking not far from her.

Sean saw her fall and carefully turned to face her,bending his legs down to put the mocha down and came over and held a frail hand out to help her up. "Y-you okay?" He asked,his ruby colored eyes looked at her with worry from inside his hood. His other hand was holding it to make sure it didn't fall back again,but he assumed she'd ignore him because she'd already seen his horns and just what a freak he was with his hair,eyes,and horns and all.

Finley looked up at him. She pocketed the charm then stood up herself. "L-look, if my parents sent you after me, I ain't going easy." She growled. A small flame came to her hands. It was hopefully small enough that he could see it but no one else could.

Sean's eyes widened in fear and he pulled his hand back,jumping away from her as he saw the flame and he backed up,confused. "H-huh?!" He fell a bit into his frail self,his shoulders falling and his head lowering.

Finley looked at him strangely. With a sigh, she blew out the flame. "Ahm, sorry, I.. ya, sorry." She tugged on her beanie. "Just uh, forget what you saw." She said sweetly. She set her hands in her pocket and did her best to smile.

He still was shocked and felt really bad now. He was sensitive and shy so her sudden shift to being positive didn't do any good to him,rather...his red eyes brimmed a bit with...silver tears. He knew he had no right to cry,he knew he never should cry because his father taught him that,but...he gave her a small nod and turned and started to walk away briskly,his tail shakily wrapped around his left leg and the back of his jacket ruffling again with the soft sound of soft feathers and sharp blades.

Finley sighed. "Oh, wait..." she said. She grabbed his shoulder and turned him to face her. She wiped the tears from his eyes. "I did not mean to hurt you." She explained.

He flinched as she touched him and his breathing was shuttering to hold in cries,but as she wiped away the tears his eyes widened. He blushed again,the golden color coming again,and stuttered his own apology. "N-no i-its really o-okay. I-I'm the o-one th-that should b-be sorry,reallyI'msorryIdidn'tmeantoshockyouintheCafe'I'msupersorry."