Lake Rodney the minor fall, the major lift

She didn't run, or seem particularly put off by his familiarity, which was a relief. But as soon as he drew a bit closer, it became clear her eyes were instead a clear raptor-like yellow.  Pretty, but not exactly what he'd been looking for.  Well, he'd tried at least.  That had to count for something in karma-land, yeah?

"Not at all," he responded, shrugging off the disappointment with ease.  "I'm unattached at the moment, actually.  Just passing by."  He, on the other hand, had an inkling of where she was from.  He shouldn't be surprised, really; that's what he got for hanging around.  "I thought you might be someone I'm meant to look for, but turns out you aren't."