Joe
"That's it? It sounds quite simple..."

*He started to wonder what her life was like as a slave. It looked like she had no strength at all. Probably didn't even get to eat meat often. Zed couldn't imagine not eating a steak for his entire life.*

"Anything else? I can get you some pastries, sweets, or other things. What have you eaten, for your entire life?"
Janita
"I would be grateful for that, but you don't have to spend your money because of me..." She paused, floating closer to Zed, her grip on the book tightening as she remembered about her past. "Most of the time they were leftovers, no very fancy or tasty food. It was almost always bread. Worst of all, watching our owner and his family eat right in front of us... If we questioned him, we would have a punishment..."
Joe
"Hm. It seems like we'll need to get you some real food. And don't worry about money. I don't plan to pay."

*Taking out a sickle, he would begin to spin it in his hand nonchalantly. Seems like Isabelle had a harsh life. Bread, only bread...*
Janita
"Z-Zed? Are you going to steal?! You don't have to do this for me! Only one bread makes me satisfied!"

Isabelle moved away from the Macen a little so she wouldn't be hit by his sickle. She didn't want him to steal just so she could eat something. Although, deep down, she really wanted to eat that. Waiting for years to eat well was painful.
Joe
"Of course I plan to steal! Why would I pay when I don't have to? I don't necessarily need to take the dish. I can use someone else's coin to pay."

*Ah, ever so naive. Didn't she know already? Zed wasn't an honest man. He's basically lived by stealing, and he wasn't going to stop. She deserved better, as a basic person. He felt that everyone should be able to eat a decent meal at least once a week. Food was key.*
Janita
"But- Okay..."

Isabelle stopped floating and started walking again, keeping her wings on her back. She was quiet for a while, lost in her thoughts that took her back to the life she had. It was strange to think that someone like Zed didn't see her as an object, and he was helping her right now. It made her happy. Perhaps being kidnapped was not the worst thing that happened.
Joe
```Timeskip to town/restaurant.```

*Did Zed expect to go somewhere high class? No. Those places had too much security to go regularly. Did he expect somewhere good to eat? Yes.*

*The foothill village wouldn't be too crowded, but wealthy enough to provide some good areas. He 'accidentally' bumps into someone before asking for directions.*

"Oh hey, sorry there. Is there any good place to eat? I'm taking my-"

*Zed would quickly look at Isabelle. Fuck. What should he call her? She certainly didn't look like his sister, and friend wouldn't fit too well either. They seemed like polar opposites.*

"-girlfriend for lunch. It's been hell of a morning."

*Better than nothing. It could have been worse.*

*Behind him, a robes figure silently reaches into the man's coin pouch, pickpocketing him. The man is oblivious to the fact.*

"Sure. There's a good one about a block north from here. Called 'Boar's Head.'"

*He would gesture towards Isabelle.*

"That's a fine girl you got there. Make sure to take care of her."

*Zed would give a small wave, as the summon disappears into the crowd.*

"Thanks."
Janita
Isabelle had hidden her wings so as not to attract attention in the crowd, and watched Zed as he acted. But... WHAT DID HE SAY? *GIRLFRIEND?!* Isabelle swallowed and looked at Zed, her cheeks and nose turning a very strong shade of red. She couldn't speak or move. It was really a surprise for her. When the man left, Isabelle took Zed's arm and tried to speak, shivering a little while she dared to say something.

"Z-Z-Z-Zed..."

Isabelle felt her legs tremble and almost fell, but she used his arm for support. Ahh what was that feeling? No one had ever called her a girlfriend, especially in public. What a shame she was feeling at that moment... But there was a different feeling in there too. Why did she feel happy about something like that? Was it because that word meant she was someone special? Isabelle had even forgotten that in reality it could have been just to be able to act and steal the man...
Joe
*Mission successful. Too easy. The summon stealthily hands him the coins, and he pockets it for himself. Now...*

*Oh, Isabelle. So innocent. Her tomato red face made him smile. He would wrap his arm around her for support, his hand resting at her side.*

"You're cute when you're embarrassed, know that? Come on. Let's eat."

*The assassin, smiling, would lead her to the restaurant. Being near Isabelle... Made him feel good.*