[Eleven's eyebrows draw together. Not quite a frown, the expression borders on concern. It's easy to see he consider the situation. Alone, in the dark, bumping into a stranger, and definitely noticing those red eyes.
Still... the woman doesn't look like the monsters Eleven knows. Nor does she look like people Eleven knows, and that leaves the girl on uneven footing.]
Why are you alone?
[The tone is almost petulant, a child parotting a question back, clearly lacking a good answer of her own. Why's she alone? Because she can defend herself, or so she has reason to assume. She raises the lantern a bit, squints into the darkness around the strange woman's (creature's? she doesn't know) face and tries to make out features.]
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Still... the woman doesn't look like the monsters Eleven knows. Nor does she look like people Eleven knows, and that leaves the girl on uneven footing.]
Why are you alone?
[The tone is almost petulant, a child parotting a question back, clearly lacking a good answer of her own. Why's she alone? Because she can defend herself, or so she has reason to assume. She raises the lantern a bit, squints into the darkness around the strange woman's (creature's? she doesn't know) face and tries to make out features.]