GODSPEED GOOD PEOPLE - private

[peridot.]

Muse barely needed a moment of affirmation before he was almost fast asleep again, breathing softly. Meanwhile, the person on the other side of the door was a rather petite woman with firey red short hair, and green eyes. When she saw Mike, her rage seemed to calm a little bit and her eyes widened. She seemed to carefully contemplate her words before saying quietly, glaring at him, "Hello there, I'm looking for my friend."