Firefly Glen the station on 44th

Although it was clear that she'd struck a nerve with the brute, Dulce kept her outward composure. She watched with a blank stare as his defenses rose, though she refused to cower. Sounds like a favor to me, she thought to herself, before replying, Until next time, then. Not wanting to wait for Nikan to leave first, Dulce turned and began to trot off, headed back to camp to gather her thoughts.