Amethyst Ayesha |PF| *She hadn't told Turstin about the incident at the grocery store. She'd likely imagined it, it could happen. Being an agent tended to make you wary and distrustful even in the most normal situations. You had to keep your guard up, that was the life. Then, the feeling continued. While she was at work. When she went to the gym. Even when she was simply sitting out on the deck at the Den, where no prying eyes should ever be. It was beginning to worry her, and she could no longer simply shrug it off.*