[ 'Leave much behind'? It's such a particular phrase, and something Vanessa would think to ponder more on if she didn't first catch the shadow that moved between the others.
She doesn't speak to it, instead continuing to scan beyond the doors and shifting onto her knees with fingertips against the ground. Ready to bolt. At it or away, there's no telling, but she's already lost sight of it so there's no rush to decide.
Vanessa can't sense these things directly, but that can be what gives them away, that empty omen which walks through the oppressive air that fills the entirety of the building. Figments of nothingness. They bring no threat beside one's own fear. She knows it, and she is still afraid, though that fear has been stifled by a predatory resentment.
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She doesn't speak to it, instead continuing to scan beyond the doors and shifting onto her knees with fingertips against the ground. Ready to bolt. At it or away, there's no telling, but she's already lost sight of it so there's no rush to decide.
Vanessa can't sense these things directly, but that can be what gives them away, that empty omen which walks through the oppressive air that fills the entirety of the building. Figments of nothingness. They bring no threat beside one's own fear. She knows it, and she is still afraid, though that fear has been stifled by a predatory resentment.
These things waste her time. ]