Zack

"What in the world are you finding so funny?" Rhia watched the boy, perplexed by the boy's cheerfulness. He seemed to be amused by every little thing she did or that happened.
He only looked to her with a bright smile, shaggy blonde hair hanging down in his face as it always did. "Everything," he said, so simply. He sat on the stairs of the old cathedral, one foot hanging down over the stairs, the other leg tucked up on the stair he sat on, hands resting on his ankle. He wore the clothes of a peasant, as Rhia did, yet somehow he was able to wear a smile so much more innocent than one any other peasant of that plague-riddled town could.
"Everything, huh? You're a strange kid," she muttered as she eyed him closely. She had met only one other like him, and that had been a long time ago. She was impressed a human could be so carefree.
"I get that a lot. So, what happened? They kick you out?"
Rhia's brow raised. "You knew I was staying here?"
"That's why I'm here now. I saw you a couple of times. Not every day you get to meet the Typhoon."
Her eyes grew wide and her heart constricted. He knew that as well??
"Let alone find her staying in a church. I found that the most interesting of all. You are the legendary murderer, are you not?"
Her breath quickened, grip on the strap of her bag tight. "Who...are you?"
"Michael Isaac. Though most people call me Zack. Just a kid, Miss Kolareny. A kid with a good pair of eyes. That's all. You needn't worry."
While still not entirely convinced, she found herself relieved, sigh escaping her lips. "Well, Zack. I haven't been kicked out. I'm leaving. It's just that time."
"I see. That's probably a good idea. The plague is growing thicker here."
Rhia tilted her head, pondering that fact. "You are right about that. It seems that you've been able to avoid it, haven't you?"
"That's right."
"Then that's why you came to me, isn't it? Well, that's fine. You can come along. But you will have to come now. I have no time to wait for you to gather your things."
Zack's smile grew all over again and he gave a nod. "Very well. I haven't anything to bring, anyway."
Rhia returned his carefree smile and stretched out her hand. "Then, come with me, Michael Isaac."