The halls were bustling, each person practically running to their next location. Some had meetings scheduled, she was sure, while others simply wanted to look preoccupied. People were oblivious, distracted by their own thoughts, deeply intwined in their own minds. Eden watched in silence, observing the way each person behaved, learning their patterns. The more you watched, the more you learned. It was the easiest way to discover what made a person intricate, and learn their weaknesses. This was what she was born to do, according to Raven, long ago. Turning to the person beside her, she pushed her hair off her face and smiled faintly, “If you don’t have anywhere else to be, I’m about to grab some food. You’re welcome to join. I’d like to make some new friends, and reunite with old ones.” She had little to fear from most, and it was true: she would like some friends. It had been a long time since she’d had any.
