Kuro.
Surprisingly the man dropped the fistful of hair and Kuro relaxed her shoulders and looked back to Gabriel. She scrambled to her feet and stood behind him. She didn't stand close, but behind him. The man that had been chasing her glared at her from over Gabriel's shoulder and spat at her angrily. "I will get you, you little demon child." He muttered and turned, walking away. Kuro sighed and huffed, struggling to get air from her long run and a kick to the ribs. Kuro inhaled deeply, clutching that man's wallet and watch to her chest, golden eyes rimmed with tears and fear of what next. "Why did you help Kuro? Kuro's a demon. Kuro's a street rat. Kuro's vermin. Kuro's not worth a courtesan's time. Kuro is just a lowly demon. This child isn't supposed to be here. Why did you help Kuro?" Repeated Kuro, repeating everything she's ever heard about her, everything this crowd has been muttering about her.
Tagged;; Gabriel.