Deepwood Weald She wants revenge

Chip spun around when she heard the sound, ready to defend herself should this not be the one she was looking for. She breathed a sigh of relief when she realized it was him. They had not exchanged names previously, and Chip had no intention of doing so. It was unnecessary, as far as she was concerned. As he'd said, this was strictly business.

"Wasn't sure you'd come back," Chip remarked with a sly grin. "Glad you did, though." She gave him a lick on the cheek, though it was more a gesture of gratitude than one of affection. Chip could have reached for smalltalk. She could have asked how his last few days had been, what was going on his world, and more, but she didn't dare get too personal.