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“And frankly, I agree, but unless you wanna get locked up, you’ve gotta play by their rules.” Nyline tilted her head down slightly, blocking anyone but him from seeing her face as she raised an eyebrow. “At least, in public. Play along and I promise we don’t get arrested and you go wherever the hell you want.” There were some curious onlookers and a couple more... menacing looking individuals in certain positions along the street. She had no idea who they were, but they were becoming more and more common, and tended to ask... uncomfortable questions about people who were less than normal. She’d already had to talk her way out of more than a few instances, and was equal parts proud and annoyed at that. She made a show of standing up straight again and stretching, looking at him with a friendly grin. “Come on, buddy, we were supposed to be there half an hour ago. You lose track of time again?”

He earned a Look with that line, Nyline’d give him that much. Usually she just ignored obvious trolls and the like but that line with that outfit... it was hard to ignore. So, she leaned back in her chair, making a show of studying him while sipping her coffee. “Mmm... nah, I think I’m just as allowed to be here as you are. Maybe even more so with that outfit. I mean, you kinda stick out like a sore thumb. It’s well made, sure, but most people don’t go around wearing costumes in public unless they’re at a Con.”

“Yeah sure, tough guy.” Nyline muttered, digging through a backpack before tossing the man a bottle of pain medicine. “But unless you’re one of those people whose nerve endings don’t work, and you’ve also gotten good at wincing in just the right way to pretend, then that fall hurt, just like it would hurt anyone.”She sighed. “I just hope you haven’t broke something and die when I leave.” 

“Unless you’re REALLY far north or south and then the sun doesn’t come up for a long while and-” Nyline cut herself off, realizing she was rambling. “Yeah, sorry, nervous. You’re right, stay positive, gung-ho, and all of that jazz. Where is the journey taking us though?”

Nyline really couldn’t help the laugh that came over her at the man’s yell. “Me too, buddy, me too. It’s just so cathartic right? Kinda clears out some of the noisy thoughts and lets you hear over your own bullshit.”

Whatever was coming for a fight would have to deal with a lot more than it bargained for.