The pull in his core had grown stronger when the girl unbalance and had continued to grow to painful levels as she first caught sight of him. Worse, he seems equally pulled toward and pushed away from her as if his very presence is both helping and hurting her. What is going on? The confusion is surly the source of the headache welling up behind his eyes.
"Danny?"
It takes him a few seconds to process the question and a few more to sort out whether his core is directing him or not. Nope.
"So they keep telling me."
The words come out bitter and he winces as the corresponding spike in her pain and thus his.
He can see the questions bubbling up inside of her and though his instincts tell him that this is not someone to be trusted he decides to ignore them for the moment. Besides, he's obviously supposed to help her somehow.