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He nodded slowly. "You did say that."
"Nothing bad," she explained, waving it off. "I'm not sure how to explain it."
"For the most part," he said. "You?"
She hesitated. "Well.. they didn't ever act, like, y'know.. parents?"
He got in as well, and the door closed. They set off. He frowned at her. "We'll clean it off when we get back."
"My parents are.. a bit distant," she explained. "They always have been. I don't have any siblings, but my cousins stayed with us from time to time."
"Yes," he said, opening the car door. "It's a dangerous job. Let's get back quickly."
"It's not very interesting," she said sheepishly. "A lot of the same thing. Mostly practicing."
He visibly brightened when he saw her. "You're okay."
She frowned. "Yeah, I guess."
Abel had made it to the point, waiting for her.
"I am curious," she admitted, "to know more about you."
They were already behind, but now that they lost sight of her, it would be hard for them to catch her again.
She glanced up at him. "I'm sorry for prying."
They continued to shoot at her, using snipers from afar.
She frowned, noticing he was annoyed. She only sighed, resting her head on her hand.
They shot at her, sending people after her.
"You'd think that being a thief would mean you sell a lot of valuable items. Should I be concerned for you? Do you have somewhere to stay?"
The crowd hardly seemed to care about the assailant, focused more on the betrayal of such a trusted member of society. However, the guards...
She tilted her head at him. "Didn't you make fun of me at first for having money?"
