Now, here she can better make out the young man. She's seen him before- the Christmas party, she believes, or something to that matter. The parties all blur together after a few decades.

Evie's plan is simple, get him to safety, make sure he's healing, then she needs to get back into the fray. Ideally, she'd be able to find Jean-Claude as well- she'd promised herself she would protect him, if he fought along side them. She dips her head toward the boy. "Think nothing of it. They're getting too creative with makeshift stakes. I saw someone with a chopstick, of all things."