Cirrus shouldered his way past a short person in a cloak, knocking them aside. Cirrus made eye contact momentarily and stopped cold. It was a girl, a young one - barely old enough to be here. He was transfixed by her eyes, green around the outside and shifting to a cool good around large pupils. They burned with an intense inner fire. Silence simmered between them as she didn't break eye contact. Cirrus hesitated and then glanced away.