"Sorry, we're generally not the ones who can teleport and shoot fireballs and fly, etc, etc..." Eleanor laughed, taking Zane's hand and starting to walk down the street.
Zane smiled, walking next to her. He was surprised, today was so peaceful...
but it wasn't going to stay that way for long. Jez was on her bed, looking down. Something wasn't right. Getting up, she teleported to Eleanor and Zane, grabbing Eleanor and pinning her to the wall. "Bring him to me!" she yelled. Zane frowned, he had no idea what she was talking about.
Jez didn't pay any attention to Eleanor. "Bring him to me! You know who I'm talking about!" At this point, Zane had pulled Jez off of Eleanor, and held her back.
Zane stepped in. "Listen, we know nothing. I'm being honest."
Jez shook her head, tears streaming down her cheek. "No, bring him to me! I know he's here, I can sense his presence, but I can't track his exact location."
Eleanor bit her lip, carefully taking a step forwards. "Jez, I swear, we know nothing. You'll have to look for him elsewhere... we have no idea who you're talking about."