"No, it's not just you," April says, glancing over the woman again before she closes the distance between them enough to offer her hand. It's still in her nature to fish for information, discover what a person might be able to do for her, but at the moment her guard is down a little and she's not sure if it's the early hour or that she's just been caught in her true form or the few people she's met that she thinks she might be able to trust, but whatever it is, she doesn't feel the need to put on her act. Not right now.

"I'm April," she says. "I'm relatively new to these parts."