Eleven

Eleven doesn't understand why Harrow seems so angry. It's on her face, and then a moment later, barely a breath, she's leaving. She frowns, then calls, "I'm sorry," lifting her voice a little so she knows she's heard. She hadn't meant to upset her with her questions. She'd just wanted to know. The screen of arms might scare her, if she didn't know there was an exit to the row at the back. It is a little uncomfortable to look at, though, so she backs away from it, unsure if Harrow has even heard her or if she's going to turn back.