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She was hopeful when he mentioned he had another culprit, but disappointing with the lack of information. The lack of name or anything useful at all was particularly grating. "Does this mysterious third party have a name?" After all, she wanted people to wake up just as much as he did. Any information at all to get her started somewhere.

"I apologize for punching you in the face." It was blunt, and it made her smile inwardly. She'd actually punched someone in the face! It was a major step forward in her fighting skills. Though, her body ached with the exertion, and her hand was going to bruise. She did smile a bit, at the little panda being taken out. "Tenebrous Jr."

She sighed at his next interjection. "Do any of us know?" The lack of information, organization, and goals were terribly saddening to the organized girl. She turned her eyes to the ground, eventually moving them to the trail behind them. There was no sign of the guards, but that didn't mean anything in particular. "We should probably both go, you never know if they are going to start searching for us." It was still a possibility, and one she would like to avoid. Why did all of her meetings with Zinkenite have to be so confusing?

"Yea, call it a lucky shot. I've never punched anyone before." She let out a hollow laugh of her own. "Before, I might have called you crazy and superstitious, but that was before I knew magic existed other than the cheap tricks I can do. Now, it doesn't seemed so far fetched." Did that mean she was still disappointed in not having a name? Oh hell yes it was. But she understood, at least.

She blinked in confusion a few times before reaching out her own hand, taking the small panda. It was just as cute as she'd remembered it to be, but she wondered why he was giving it to her. The rest of his explanation made sense to her though, and she nodded. "Well, I hope we meet again so I can return it to its rightful owner then." She smiled understandingly, cradling the small panda charm in one hand.

She smiled at the notion of picking his pocket again. She'd debated relieving the coat of all of his smoke bombs before returning it, but had thought better of the notion, particularly when she'd cooled down a bit. She moved in the opposite direction of him, cutting off of the path and into the trees, heading back to her loft. "Hey." She turned, calling back to the other boy. "Be careful." Theirs was truly the weirdest relationship ever. She couldn't even tell if they were friends or enemies, or some odd mixture of both. Regardless, the girl made her way home, still clutching the little Tenebrous in her hand.