Maverick entered the room rather hesitantly, this woman was strange and her soul was... odd. It wasn't black, nor white. In fact, it looked to be a rather bluish hue. The inside was just as ragged as the outside, with broken chairs and chipped plates. Dust covered many of the shelves and it looked like no one had lived there in a long time. Maverick wasn't sure anyone did anyway.
"Oh, yes, yes, I know," The woman said, gesturing for the pair to sit down in chairs Maverick would've sworn were in pieces moments ago. "You're looking for..." She narrowed her multi-colored eyes at Cia for a moment. "Caleb! You're looking for your brother."
"Yes, and who are you?" Maverick said, his normally aloof voice cold and distant. Anyone with such a strange colored soul wasn't to be trusted.