<div style="text-align: center">Wes couldn't help the small huff that came from him as she spoke. It wasn't often he actually worried about numbers, but this was an extremely public location, not some lowly Bar or back alleyway where fledglings would congregate and he could work to his hearts content. With a distinct lack of weaponry and not knowing <i>exactly </i>what kind of "Hot Spot" this was Wes had his doubts, he wasn't exactly "Injured" per say. But the possibility of aggravating and reopening his wounds, drawing all of their attention upon him as the blood flowed was something he would have liked to avoid if at all possible. Had it been <i>only</i> him however, maybe that would have been thrown out by the wayside, it wasn't like he couldn't just blend in and escape after causing a scene and getting what he wanted. Just another random act of Violence in some Night Club, some asshole pisses off another asshole, words are exchanged and suddenly shots are ringing out. It happened all the time. With a grin he glanced her way as she spoke of him suddenly wishing to have some form of plan, something he took notice of himself as well.<br/>
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<i>"Could be that, could be an intoxicating pair of lips as well. . .hard to tell." </i>Despite his tone seeming to be going right back to that overconfidence that accented it so much, it fell off softly as he commented back to her. Perhaps it was selfishness, after all, he couldn't partake in them anymore if he went in guns blazing and ended up getting himself killed for no reason, right? Or maybe it was something else, his eyes catching hers for a moment before quickly going back to surveying. That near death experience must have done something strange to him, maybe those old tales of The Grunches eyes showing ones future were true. . .and he didn't quite like what it was showing. There was something else going on in that head of his and he wasn't even quite sure exactly what it was, that lust and desire was clearly there. It was shown in just how hungrily his hands wished to explore her body and that undeniable passion that was given as their lips met. But that same passion held a deeper want within it than just simple lust, that primal craving for touch and pleasure. Slowly that suicidal drive that once kept him going had begun to shift, and all it took was a few people showing him that life wasn't over yet. And a Green Eyed Mandeville Gal' to slowly bring him back from the pit of despair one beautiful smile at a time.<br/>
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Wes forced these thoughts from his mind for the time being, there would be plenty of time to ponder it after they had finished their jobs and got out of there in piece. <i>"Not gonna lie, exit or fire escape is tempting." </i>Because of course it was. It was exactly what Wes would have done in any other situation without even giving a second thought. Yet, here he stood now, nodding softly as she spoke of her second plan. <i>"I think that'll be the best option. We'll both blend in, be in and out before anyone even takes notice and we'll be one step closer to finding Scarlett." </i>It was particular he left Dresden out of the sentence, he would be coming no matter what. Wes would make sure of that, Scarlett on the other hand. It had been quite a while since Ava had told him she'd gone missing, and he found himself beginning to worry right along with her. "<i>Yeah....yeah think that's the way to go. Besides, it'll be nice to have you be the bait instead of me." </i>He chuckled lightly, giving her a teasing smile before reaching over and patting her shoulder lightly. <i>"Lord knows those womanly wiles are...<b>quite </b>something."<br/>
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He knew Ava could handle herself in any given situation, though it did ease his own nerves a bit as she explained she wouldn't be unarmed, obviously. And that she would consult him before making any move. It tugged a warm smile at his lips a bit, nodding her way before in a striking turn of events, he ended up rolling <i>his </i>eyes at <i>her. </i>"<i>I guess we'll find out, won't we?" </i> He gave an amused huff before shaking his head and tapping the phone in his pocket a few times, inhaling deeply as his arm reached out once more, as he did back in The Bar, hand lightly finding the side of her face to gently tuck strand of hair behind her ear again. <i>"Know you will. But promise you'll be safe at least until I'm actually in there to back you up, yeah?" </i>It was a genuine request, a small grin coming to match hers as they stood there together.​</div>