Her curiosity had always been stranger than most other instincts, especially those which would stop her from entering a situation where she might not be welcome, nor of much use. Like a crime scene.
"You okay?" she asked, taking a step or two onto the grass when the man suddenly crouched, apparently muttering to himself.
Re: Lost Sleep
"You okay?" she asked, taking a step or two onto the grass when the man suddenly crouched, apparently muttering to himself.