In a nearby room, Kane and Korbaen were sitting in a waiting room, dressed in simple earth clothes, tshirts and jeans, going over interview notes.  Sitting across the room, Chill leaned forward over a table with her head resting on one hand, staring at them like they were an engaging tv program.

Kane and Korbaen stared back at her, uncomfortable with the icy human giving them such intense scrutiny.

“This is a very strange human.”  Korbaen whispered anxiously to Kane.

“Unsettling.” Kane replied nervously.

 

“I have to take one with me?”  Vic visibly shuddered at the thought of having to babysit a teen CAPE, when he already had multiple young people and aliens to be keeping track of.