[ Her gaze wonders away for a moment, remembering how their last encounter had ended. She has no real explanation for her disappointment that he'd adamantly cemented that as their supposed "last meeting," except for intrigue. In truth she should want to be rid of him, a man who once tried to kill her. A man who knows something about her that no one else should. In time, she hums. ]
"Might be safer for the both of us if this were our last meeting," were your exact words, I believe.
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"Might be safer for the both of us if this were our last meeting," were your exact words, I believe.