There was something unnerving about the woman's heavy stare and the girl shifted. Pupiless eyes turned to the man then to the woman. "Grimm.." Neither one of them were the orc she was two..three days familiar with.
Clayton made no movement from where he stood, silent and patient, a man clad in nothing more than a pair of jeans, watching the girl closely, observing her in minute. The movements, the way she held herself...that predator's grace mixed with something undoubtedly feminine, and yet with a touch of something wild as well. And then Kathryn spoke, followed by the girl...and his eyes widened in shock as he stood there, speechless, his mouth falling slightly open.
Katt's hooded head dipped into nod. "Correct. If you will let me I was asked to bring you someplace safe to rest. Here is not safe. Arthour said you were hurt.." Her eyes lowered to find the girl's arm, dingy bandage proof enough. "There will be food also." She glanced to Clayton, the first time in the longest and his reaction..well..it wasn't hard to read really.. He was probably having the same holy hell whiplash she was..just on a different scale.
Lifeless eyes of the child slowly turned to Clayton who was gawking and there was no reaction on her part. Instead she looked back to the woman. "Arthour.. Grimm. You will help me find Toby too?"
Clayton managed to find his senses, finally, as he stared at the young girl, but it was still a long moment before he could recover the look of surprise on his features. Toby's name on the girl's lips caused him to stiffen, just slightly, but he reeled in the knee-jerk reaction to it nicely, keeping his expression carefully neutral as he looked from the girl to Katt.
Katt's mouth felt raw when that name came up and it took every ounce of control not to lash out at. It would cause so much harm to the time line to tell the younger self that he wasn't worth it. That he was a jackass and she was better off without him. Hands curling up to her sides she glanced to Clayton. Would it really be so bad to say 'sorry kid...he's dead'? "We will see." She finally managed to squeeze out. "It was just asked of me to make sure you were safe and fed." She made a gesture with a hand and sidestepped closer to Clayton.
When the woman moved the younger self skiddishly moved back partly into the cave and when she noticed that it wasn't towards her she nodded. The idea of food was the only thing that really drew her out of the cave and she inched closer. When she was pushing her boundries of comfort she stopped and waited but while she waited she watched the both of them very carefully as if she were ready to scramble away at any second.
The turmoil within Clayton was different this time. Were it his choice, he would make sure the girl never encountered that one again...forgot him completely. Another part of him, however, wondered, were that never to happen, if the woman cloaked in shadow next to him would be his Kathryn now, if that were to happen. A faint smile of understanding touched his features as he gave her a faint nod and looked back towards the girl, speaking in his low, purring, soothing voice. "We mean you no harm, young one. Tell me...do you like cats?"
Katt was glad he understood the unspoken words..moreso that he understood her..and that he was there with her because she doubted she would be able to do this alone. It ached..horrifically at knowing all this youth would go through. Grimm made her feel guilty and selfish over it too. Not sparing this girl what awaited her.. Turning she started to walk to lead the way to the dojo that Brian had left her. As big as it was there was plenty of room to hide herself in and still feel safe. Be safe..
Doll like eyes blinked slowly at Clayton and the young one nodded to confirm that she did even though she had only seen the pitiful excuses for mangy cats on the streets of Mandrake. Batosai sort of looked like a great big cat too. When the woman started to move she looked to her then back to the man.
Clayton offered her a smile as he fell back a step. "Then perhaps you would feel safer traveling with one." Another step, and he was completely in shadow, his dusky skin blending perfectly with the night. There was a faint rustling, then silence...and then a moment later, the great mountain lion stepped from shadow and to the edge o f the clearing, fixing the girl with its green-golden gaze. There he stopped and settled on his more clearly than anything, 'Well, what are you waiting for?' as his tail curled around his feet.
Looking over her shoulder to see the progress all she saw was..the great cat. Under the hood Katt's expression softened and she smiled. She had to wonder..if this..changed her past.
A look of wonderment cast over the young girl's otherwise expressionless face when she was soon encountered with the large cat. She looked to where the man went..back to the cat. Slowly she inched closer but she didn't try to reach out of pet. In fact she seemed overall cautious. After all those were some big claws and teeth. Once close enough she started to reach out to touch but dropped her hand and walked past, continuing on but looking over her shoulder to see where the big kitty was.
Clayton did not shy away from her hand - in fact he leaned just enough to let her hand just graze his fur as he stood to move with slow, languid feline grace, the very epitome of every cougar that had ever walked the skin of the world, and on velvety paws he fell silently into step beside her, his eyes focused ahead as he kept pace, just close enough to invite touch if she wished it, just far enough not to crowd the girl.
Katt nodded and turned, starting to walk again. This time she didn't stop nor did she look back. She trusted Clayton.. The only time she did seem to look back was when they entered the city. She didn't stop, however, and continued through the city until they got to the very large building that Brian had given her some time ago.