slightly more lifelike face. Looking at her for a moment he glimpses something in her eyes. Startled he steps back.

Steve: Did she just look at me?

He looks again, just to make sure, but there is nothing there. Just an empty drone, like always. Scanning her up and down, he looks at her clothes. Then noticing her dishevelled state, fixes the collar on her blouse and tucks her hair behind her ear almost intimately.

Steve: Somebody’s mother… She looks as if she was tired, before this happened I mean. Now she’s exhausted. A bag of bones and misery.

He moves through the crowd slowly on his way back towards Belle and pauses again as he passes close to a face.