He nodded, but his hands went over her body -not in the roaming sort of way but avoiding all disrespectful areas- to make sure she wasn't injured. He sighed. "What connection do you have to the supernatural? Why does it want you? How can you even sense it?" Ordinary humans couldn't perceive the darkness.
She shifted uncomfortably under his touch. After running from that thing, she didn't want a dark individual touching her. But, his height alone was intimidating enough for her to comply. And he seemed to be non-hostile... "I...I have always been able to sense spirits, ever since I can remember. I don't know what it wants from me, exactly. But it hurt me. It wants to kill me like the ghosts... I used to visit a family of spirits in a house everyday after school. I would talk to them. One day, it was there. It destroyed them all and hurt me. It has been following me ever since, but there are places it can't attack me...I guess this isn't one of those places."
"There are areas of dark and light. It cannot touch anywhere too strong in the light." Nathan told her. "But it's growing stronger. The more it consumes the more powerful it will become. You would be a strong contributant of power." He pulled away, giving her space.
"I am Nathaneil, I wish to prevent this dark force from getting stronger, or it shall grow strong enough to defeat even me, and will eventually consume the entire world." He knelt down on one knee. "I wish to protect you from this point on, to stay at your side and defend you from it."
She blinked. The areas of dark and light made sense; she felt different in defferent places. She decided to believe him and his words, as it all made logical sense and he didn't contradict himself. She was still a little shocked, though. This all happened very quickly. "What do you mean, defeat even you? What are you, exactly?" She asked before remembering some manners. "I'm Juliet... By the way. Nice to meet you, Nathaniel. And, um, thank you for saving me." She started to get up, bracing herself on a tree. She still felt really small and pathetic by him; he was about 9 inches taller than her. "I don't think that would work out very well... My family wouldn't condone a random stranger staying by my side all the time..."
Nathan shook his head. "All you need know is that I shall never harm you and will always protect you." He told her, offering her a hand. "As for your family, they needn't know I am even around. Your home is a safe place, and you can sense safe places as well as I can. I will only stick near in the dangerous parts and otherwise shall keep my distance."
Juliet abandoned the tree to take his hand, coaxing her protesting muscles to support her weight. They listened, this time, and she released his hand with a thankful nod. She wondered about what he must be, since he avoided the answer to her question. But she didn’t push it. It probably wasn’t a smart thing to do, pester this mysterious bodyguard guy. She glanced around, trying to get her bearings, but she knew she was lost like the city of Atlantis. She brought her gaze back to him. “I see. That takes care of that, then… Okay," she paused, thinking of another thing that didn't make sense to her. "Though, I don’t really understand. Yes, I’m strange with my… gift. But why doesn’t the thing just go around and absorb more souls? Isn’t quantity just as good as quality, in this case? Why protect me and not the others?”
"All the souls around cannot do it much good without a spark." Nathan explained. "People with gifts like yours can provide the spark, and gifts are rare." He bit his lip. "Are you able to walk? You're quite far from home..." He wondered if he'd need to carry her or at least help her along.
Juliet awkwardly ran a hand through her hair. “Um, I should be able to walk just fine. I’m a little sore, but uninjured,” she started, downgrading just how bad she felt. “I am kind of lost, though. When I realized it could attack me, I concentrated more on getting away then keeping to the trail... I got lost pretty quickly, in my panic...” It has really bothered her, too. The dark thing was very smart. She was used to it following her, and she had known it could only attack her where other spirits could be. But, when she first entered the woods and felt the atmosphere shift, it acted like it couldn’t touch her. That was why she continued on. She now knew it was an act from the beginning, though, and she had been played.
Nathan shook his head. "I know the way. I know my way all over. I haven't been lost in de- years." He sighed at his nearly revealing old age in saying decades. "I can get you home no sweat." He muttered, offering his hand again. "It'll rain soon. We'd best hurry."
Alright… thanks, again,” Juliet nodded, hesitantly taking his hand. “Really? I love it when it rains in the fall. Or when it rains in general… I would stay longer in the old house or the graveyards. I used to hear great stories and play for hours… back when I could go there without endangering them and myself.”
Nathan nodded, starting to walk with her slowly. "There are nice safe places...I can find them for you." He offered, trying his best to be absolutely unreadable, and keeping his aura to be younger to match closer to her age.
Juliet walked with him, inwardly grimacing every few steps. It’s amazing how the will to live can cause you to push yourself way to hard… She tried to ignore it by focusing on other things. The scenery, how upset her mom would be when she came home late, Nathaniel. She really should learn more about him. She glanced up at him, trying to at least discern his age. It was weird. Like, he seemed really mature and wise, yet he seemed to be kind of close to her age. Maybe around 22ish? Give or take a few years? “That would be good… I miss them. It’s been so long. Hey, can you tell me anything about yourself? It’s weird walking alone in the woods with a total stranger I know nothing about…”
"My name is Nathaniel, you can shorten it however you like. I will protect you no matter what. What more do you need to know, Juliet?" He asked, quirking a brow at her. He hesitantly put an arm around her to support her and ease her pain.
Discomforting as it was, she had to be a little thankful for his support. “I don’t know… people usually learn more about each other than oh, this is my name, and this is what I’ll do for you. How about something small? What kind of things do you like? Oh! Let’s play a game. I’ll ask you a question, and you can ask me one. If you don’t answer the question, that’s fine, but you have to say something else to make up for it.”
Nathan shook his head, sighing deeply. "I have no questions for you. I know what I need to know." He mumbled. "You may ask whatever questions you like, but this game of yours will do no good for either of us and would only succeed in annoying me."
“Games annoy you… I will take note of that, I guess,” Juliet mumbled, having been shot down. He seemed a little antisocial, perhaps. Maybe he was a sociopath. It was a valid thought. “What’s your favorite color? What kind of things do you like?”
Nathan sighed. "Okay, let me give you a slight hint to what I am although there are plenty of posibilities still." He looked at her. "I'm old, but don't age. I've grown tired of the world. I've grown tired of games and favorites."
Juliet blinked. “So, immortal? What kind of things are immortal… Vampires, supposedly, but you don’t have fangs… hm… Demi-god? I know you can’t be a demon. You aren’t like that last one. Jeez, I’ll have to do a few Google searches for that one. It doesn’t help that I always fail at riddles, either…” she mused. “You know, that’s really sad. I’m sorry, but it is. Don’t you get any enjoyment out of anything?”
Nathan grunted. "Vampires..." He shook his head. "Can appear completely human when they desire. For all you know I could be one. I could be an elf with altered ears to blend in. I could be a fairy magically grown with my wings cut off. I could be a warlock, and simply age much slower so it seems like I don't age. Or I could be a witch and have an unaging spell on myself. The possibilities are endless. I lost ejoyment in the world long ago.""
Juliet sighed. He really was a downer. She wasn’t outgoing at all really, unless you count her behavior around supernaturals. So she was more talkative around Nathan, but that would soon change at this rate. “Good point. I have no idea what you are. Or why you want to hide it. I guess I’ll let it go for now. But, maybe, if you tried to find something you like…you wouldn’t mind earth so much.”