Scene 8: Field Day!
Liberty glances at Nathan and shrugs. "....you know, just 'cause Mittens can't sense it doesn't mean there isn't trouble. Otherwise, she'd be sensing things all the time. People live in abusive homes, you know... and I think that girl might have abusive parents."
Timothius says, "You can't assume that, Liberty, any more than someone else can assume you have abusive parents."
Liberty folds her arms. "Sure. But something has to be wrong. Eli wouldn't make some girl run away crying."
Timothius shrugs. "Like Nathan said, though... the teacher cares too. Let the grownups handle it."
Meanwhile, Angel chuckles from Michael's comment and nods. "Yeah... I'm sure Mittens, Timothius and Emerald have all been given odd looks quite often, so they likely understand your position, Soul. Of course, we all have things we wish to keep hidden. Just... know we respect your boundries, do not judge you, and are likely the best people you could come to about whatever you are hiding if you wanted to confide in someone. Though I would recommend Emerald... she's the fox."
Angel points at Emerald. The 3' tall fox is walking with a reporter towards the tree Crystal is hiding behind.
Emerald looks up at the reporter. "Don't get me wrong. Hate and racism you will have with you always. And arson activities from racial hatred is a very real thing. But fire in particular seems a pretty specific way to die. From what I know about hate crimes, it would be far more likely for them to be beaten to death." That last part said in a rather... jaded tone. But with concern in her voice, she says, "One minute please... I'm going to check on this girl."
Emerald goes to Crystal. She could stealth to Crystal, but specifically does not as she doesn't want to startle the girl. At three feet tall, Emerald is no taller than a human toddler. The fox lady says, "Hi there, sweetheart... you're Crystal, right? I'm a friend of Eli's... is something wrong?"
Eli, for the time being, just goes to watch the fire safety thing with his parents.