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Bee was also startled. But not in fear. He was surprised at the stranger's reaction. Completely unaware that he did in fact look shady. Like a killer clown stalking the gutters and trying to lure a young child down. But he often failed to see an outside perspective. In his mind, he was the most unassuming man just hanging out and attempting to be civil.

At least the notion that something was off was made clear to him by the conveyed body language, and he shambled his entire body forward to poke his head out into the sunlight, squinting at the shift of light that bore down into this pupils. He remained uncertain, his ears splayed down at each corner of his skull, confusion twisting his face with renewed scruntiny.

He felt like breathing too hard might shatter the other youth into smoke, so silence settled once more, his eyes roaming awkwardly from the stranger to their surroundings and back again.