[b]Green![/b]

Her thoughts are so loud and fast that they must be audible; her thoughts are so fast and powerful that the negate the need for physical movement entirely. She remains in place, body language disabled. Plans, thoughts, things to say, speeches and possibilities. All secondary to stealth. All secondary to trust.

How had he - oh, she's a fool. He'd sat on the beanbag chair and covered himself in a blanket. The irregular, lumpy shape of the beanbag had concealed his silhouette. She hadn't checked because there wasn't a chance that an adult would have fit into that space and because there had been no possibility of valuables being hidden under there. She'd walked right past him. That was quick thinking and a profound sense of understanding of how people moved. She felt a burn of appreciation a she tied the act of lateral thinking into her evasion protocols.