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Vela kept her eyes on him. She was not that impressed by the eerie man. The freckled girl slowly sat down. "Well, you told me you don't know him so I might just do it myself...," she returned to him. "...without needing to pay you for anything," she added with a grin. Vela might think she was a princess but she was still very hands on. If something didn't go fast enough she would do it herself. "Like I said you didn't convince me of your services," she shrugged. She was more than open to prove himself, but she didn't believe he would be that stupid.

Vela listened to him quietly as he explained where he came from. However, she didn't get a clear answer at all. The girl rolled her eyes before battering it back at him. "Right," she returned skeptically. However, she was reminded of assassins and spies the way he talked. "That didn't really answer my question, but, interesting. I was attacked once, on our own borders, could have been one of yours? Someone on an assignment?,' she asked, her interest sparked again. Since the male didn't ask who he reminded her off, she didn't bother to tell him. They made it to that part already, anyhow.