[She was betting on the burns to keep her a bit unknown, though she supposed the moment they started to see her hang around Ward, they'd know.]
[She rubbed her palm off on her hip and rucked it into the pocket of her sweater, relaxing the fist and out of sight. She's reprogramming herself. She doesn't have to kill him for her failure with Whitehall. She doesn't.]
No. [her reply came out a bit flatly, a bit fast.] I'd think you'd remember a face like mine if we had.
Hii-eee :3
[She rubbed her palm off on her hip and rucked it into the pocket of her sweater, relaxing the fist and out of sight. She's reprogramming herself. She doesn't have to kill him for her failure with Whitehall. She doesn't.]
No. [her reply came out a bit flatly, a bit fast.] I'd think you'd remember a face like mine if we had.