The girl who peeked out from behind William's back moved very slowly.
At Ryan's statement, she simply uncovered her face completely, letting the dark fabric fall backward.
She removed her hood with a look of profound curiosity, blinking beneath the dim light of the plaza's lanterns.
William's face looked visibly confused at the sudden mention of that name. He quickly directed his gaze around, turning his neck to search for someone else hiding in the shadows of the alleys.
But Ryan was not paying any attention to his surroundings or the hero's reactions; he was looking directly at the girl.
Then the girl spoke, breaking the tense silence that had formed in the cold night.
"I believe you are confusing me with someone else, my name is Priscilla." She said with some unease, nervously rubbing her hands together in front of her chest.
Her voice was soft and entirely devoid of any kind of hostility, demonstrating a clear discomfort in the face of the hooded boy's intense gaze.
