The Aspiring Archivist

As soon as Terrance recovered, he quickly began to try and get away again.

Jace could see that he was bleeding from several small scratches and scuffs on his hands and knees. He also had a small trickle of blood running down the side of his head from where it had struck the ground.

Terrance groaned, dazed.

"I... I can't..." Terrance, trying to go faster than he really could, tripped and crashed to the ground, his head hitting the concrete with a sickening crack.

"Please, stop!"

Eventually, he managed to catch up. Terrance looked back, catching Jace's eyes and sending a wave of terror through him.

He saw Terrance running, his ability to hide from people's attention breaking.

Jace caught movement out of the corner of his eye.

There was no sign of him. @RoyalBeeMage

"My name is Polton."

He did, letting Jace out of the vision. Then he ran, quite literally disappearing into the groups of pedestrians milling outside.

In reality, Jace didn't do or say anything, but Terrance could see and feel his terror. Terrance was terrified too. He didn't quite understand what Jace meant or felt, but something inside him pushed him to try and kill whatever it was.

Terrance looked Roy in the eye intentionally, holding his gaze.

"Seems like a bad idea."

"Why?"

The man who had killed the girl turned to Jace. His eyes were dark, unnaturally so.

Terrance blinked. "Huh?"

"The sun rising is inevitable. 'Liking' me is not."

He frowned, not apparently registering his meaning. "Why?" @RoyalBeeMage

"What are you saying? I still don't get it."

"They're couples. I think."

Terrance frowned, seeming confused.