Whisper

Harry

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Niobe looked down at the device Tony had given her. The device said Peter was inside the building she stood in front of. She shrugged and went inside. The guards were easy to manipulate, perhaps too easy. Niobe headed into the elevator, heading to the top floor. She assumed Harry would be in and she could ask him herself. While the elevator rose, Niobe could not help but think of Anakin. Niobe felt she had to trust Helen. That Anakin would get better and her worries were for nothing. Niobe pulled at her fingers. She wished she could erase everything.

As the door slid open for Harry's floor, the boy himself stood there. Niobe smiled and waved at Harry. 

"Niobe?" Harry asked.

"Harry," Niobe said. "I was looking for you. Have you seen Peter? I need his assistance."

Harry hid a laugh as he stepped into the elevator.

"He uh, he just left," Harry said. "How do you know Peter?"

Niobe watched Harry press an elevator button.

"I met him through a friend. I act as a mentor to Peter," Niobe said.

"For what?"

"I am a physical trainer," Niobe said.

Harry's head turned to her. Niobe bit her lip.

"He can afford that?" Harry asked. "I-I mean not to be rude or anything, but I know he's not exactly rolling in dough."

"He was having difficulties at school and I agreed to help him for free," Niobe said.

Harry nodded.

"Think you could train me too?" Harry asked.

"Of course," Niobe said. 

The two fell silent. Harry seemed to be sizing her up. Niobe knew that she did not fit the norm on Earth. This made her suspicious. 

"You have an interesting accent," Harry said.

The elevator reached the bottom floor. Harry held his arm out to let Niobe exit first.

"I am not from here," Niobe said.

"Let me guess," Harry said. "France?"

Niobe looked at Harry with a small smile. She had no idea what France was, but his mind seemed to accept that and she could not tell him the truth.

"You sound French, in a twisted way, like you've been away from there too long," Harry said. 

Niobe nodded.

"Yes," Niobe said. "You are correct."

Harry clapped his hands together with a laugh. The two exited the building. Niobe would need to learn more about this "France." Harry turned to her as they walked. He wore a wide smile. His eyes seemed to sparkle.  

"How do you like New York?" Harry asked.

"The city is lovely," Niobe said. "Although, there could be more green."

Harry nodded.