Grouse Thicket thou bleeding piece of earth

This Sargent proved not what she expected. She expected a monster,  a villain,  those were so much easier to fight and hate. Yet Sargent seemed for all the world someone almost...likeable, and from the few moments she gleamed to be genuine, somewhat...she did not have a word for it. 

When she pushed away his malicious chiding, and he became like this, Sargent was not what Nico had described. Not in the least, yet she would be a fool to trust appearances.  Yet before she could speak again, he buckled, faltered, and as she neared him, standing a short distance away as he seemed to recover, she felt, oddly enough...nothing. No relief as green optics slid open the reveal orbs with a different light, no trepidation nor anger.

Things were too confusing, too strange and sudden for her to truly feel anything anymore.  So when Nico utered his questions, she standing a short distance away, collected and cool, said merely "Sargent happened."