Depressed

[Thalia]

It seemed Dane was right; the woman retrieved her purse and looked keen to be away from the scene. But she paused on her way past and met Thalia's eye like she sensed that faint tugging of familiarity too. Usually it'd be enough to make Thalia turn tail, but she didn't recognise this face at all, so it wasn't that. Curiosity swelled where once there would have been fear, but she couldn't think of a (sane) way to articulate it. Instead she only stared while Dane checked the woman was okay.