<span style="font-family:Palanquin">As she’d been cleaning, Jinora couldn’t honestly say that she’d enjoyed it too much because it left her with far too much time to think about things and far too much time to build up fear of what would happen when she was caught. She still didn’t believe this escapade of theirs would last for too long at all and that meant capture was growing closer and closer with each second that past. There was also the growing ache in the back of her mind that she still hadn’t been fully honest with Sly. She wasn’t sure why she felt that way, though. Did she honestly expect herself to tell him that she’d been working for those men in suits and was meant to help them capture him although she’d changed her mind at the last minute? <br/>
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Come to think of it, Jinora wasn’t sure if he’d even care all that much because she had changed her mind and decided to try running. It still felt dishonest not to have told him too much about it, though. She wasn’t sure if that feeling would ever really go away. <br/>
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She was grateful, though, when the cleaning was done. It had been rather exhausting, all things considered, although Jinora believed that was more from all the places her mind had wandered than because of anything else. The work itself hadn’t been terribly harsh. It did get warm in the kitchens, true, but Jinora was used to warmth well enough. It was nice to have the breath to talk again, though. <br/>
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Chuckling at Sly’s comment, she replied, “I’m not sure if that’s a compliment I ever really wanted to hear or not.” She’d always felt like she was meant for something more than just cleaning; then again, if it really was her calling, then who was she to turn away from it? “Thank you, though. It’s nice to be useful doing something that actually is honest. I can’t say I’ve gotten the opportunity to do much honest work in my time.” More often than not, she’d been working with the black suits doing things she wished she hadn’t even known she could do. That didn’t count as honest at all. <br/>
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After she grabbed a few slices of pizza, though, and after Romano had walked away, she found her face filling with a bit more disgust than was probably pleasant. “He doesn’t deserve to pass his inspection tomorrow,” she muttered. “He’s probably spread more diseases through this place than spread through children’s daycares during winter’s hardest months.” Their work had gotten them food, though, so Jinora couldn’t complain too much about the situation at all. <br/>
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That didn’t mean she wasn’t eager to get out of there the first chance they got, though. Once again, the two unlikely companions were walking. “I won’t say it hasn’t been interesting,” she agreed with his remark on the day although she’d certainly been through more comfortable ones. “What do you do to find a place to sleep at night?” Part of her was hesitant about guessing at the answer.</span>