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The flesh between Jory's shoulder blades was itching. He'd been walking back towards the monster dorms, but had stopped, shoulders hunched, to sweep wide eyes around the lawns.

It felt very much like someone, or something, was watching him.

The afanc had been fully willing to believe the feel of eyes was all in his head until he met and held the unwavering gaze of the ghost ghoul seated on the bench not terribly far away. He blinked, pale skin going ever paler on its own accord, and stared back, because what the Jack were you supposed to do in these situations.

Did the one caught staring usually drop their gaze and pretend that hadn't been?

"Um." Ever articulate, Jory pressed his fingertips together, blue eyes skirting away momentarily before flicking back. "Did you need something?"

This school was filled with odd, odd individuals. It had been very startling at first, even unwelcome, but Jory was learning that odd did not always mean bad. Simply was odd, so was Chaya, and even Natalia... Zaire, he still wasn't sure of. Regardless, he was far more willing now to not simply judge a book by it's cover.

"Many?" He echoed it back at her, perplexed. Clearly having not expected that as a response. It had long ears wilting, and bare feet shuffled against the ground as he twisted at one of his sleeves with the opposite hand.

That expectant look held weight to it, and he wasn't at all sure what to answer it with, a fact that became painfully obvious as his voice stammered out in a puzzled string of ers and ums.

"What, um," he finally managed, stepping off the path and closer to the alcove. "What sort of things? Did you need, I mean?" Maybe she was lost, in need of some assistance? Maybe.