"What? Dude, chill down. I am one of the good guys I wouldn’t kill you or hurt you. I help people with my ability, not hurt." She replied looking at Kyle as she took a step closer to him now. "You have to promise me that you won’t tell anyone what I am, though—-okay? If anybody sees what I am they will go witch hunter on my ass." Frances spoke in a worried tone before stepping back. ”You think I am some freak…” She sighed, glancing at the ground. “You’ll probably just go home and tell all of your frat guys what I am, won’t you??”
Kyle will relax some at her words. "Ok, look I'm sorry. When a witch leads a frat guy into the woods it doesn't look good for the frat guy, I'm sorry I'm panicking, and I don't think you're a freak." Kyle tells her. "I'm not like that, I don't judge people like that."


















