Susan
*Isabelle released a sigh of relief at Zed's words, feeling her shoulders relax a little for a moment. In a way, she understood that violence could become necessary for someone's survival, but watching with her own eyes the person she loved commit such an act was not an option; not for now.*

*Seeing Zed take down the men right in front of her was intriguing. Isabelle knew about her lover's abilities and impressive physical and combat capabilities, but she almost never thought about their use. All of this made her wonder how Zed's work was never a subject much discussed between the two. Before she could delve into such questions, Zed's injury alerted her to reality again.*

"Zed!"

*She caught up to him, soon taking his arm in her gentle hands. She looked closely at the wound made by the guard, taking a piece of cloth from the fallen man's clothing shortly after. The Fae used the fabric to tie Zed's arm firmly, preventing it from getting worse or bleeding in any way.*

"Are you okay? I will take care of this later."
Shirley
*It didn't matter if it was easier. Seeing Isabelle relieved was all that Zed needed to know that what he did was the right choice.*

*...Right choice? When had he ever considered something the right choice? Only when Isabelle was a factor.*

*He winced slightly as he looked as his cut, though smiled as his lover helped to tend to his wound.*

"It should be fine. As long as they don't have dogs. Let's get out of here."

*The path was incredibly open, and only after a kilometer of walking did they reach the tree line.*

"So, we're out. We'll need to stay hidden for some time."
Susan
*Isabelle's face melted into a beautiful, comforting smile at the man. She was relieved that he was okay and alive, mostly alive.*

*Tired from walking so much, the Fae stopped next to a tree, resting one hand on its trunk so she could get some air.* 

"I'm glad we're safe..." *She looked at Zed, nodding at his command.* "As soon as we find a safe place, I want to talk."
Shirley
"We uh, should be safe now. We're a long distance from any type of civilization, and we can run into the trees if we need to."

*A slight grimace took Zed's face as he sat cross legged on the grass. It was time.*

"We can talk."
Susan
*Isabelle joined Zed soon after, sitting down on the grass after removing her cloak and placing it next to them. She seemed calm.*

"How long have you been doing this and you never told me?"
Shirley
*At least she seemed calm. Clients in the past had had... Unreasonable reactions.*

"I... I've been doing this type of work since I was young. I didn't want to tell you, because, well... How do you tell the person you love you kill for a living?"

*Zed looked down at the grass. It was hard to meet Isabelle's eyes, especially considering her calmness.*
Susan
*Isabelle let out a brief sigh, thinking a little about the whole situation. She understood Zed's silence about the truth, but it didn't change that feeling of betrayal in the back of her throat. What should she do?*

"You... Could have told me earlier." *Isabelle took his hand.* "I won't condemn you for this. But I say I don't agree with that. You have no idea the things I saw when I was at the slave market. So much cruelty. So much violence."
Shirley
"I... Know. That's why I wanted to hide it from you. I don't know what you went through, or what you saw, but, it couldn't have been pleasant."

*Zed gripped Isabelle's hand, inhaling deeply.*

"Violent. Cruel. Those aren't my main goals. Most targets go peacefully. It's just... I try to make it quick. It's my job. I'm not trying to be a monster."