#overdr1ves

while sloane's not one to pry typically, there are exceptions to every rule. this one seems pretty formidable, but something about him pricks unpleasantly at her conscience. “you alright there, stranger?” she readies her most open, sympathetic expression. it usually does the trick against stray cats. “pardon me if i'm intrudin', or readin' this all wrong, but it looks like you've got a storm brewin' in here.” she taps her temple.