The two of them made their way back to the main arena. Neris wanted to say something, anything, to break the silence between the two of them, but all she had were unwelcome questions and dreary thoughts, so she kept quiet, more for Ocieros' sake than anything. It wasn't this often that she dragged Ocieros into one of her problems... she could usually figure out a way around it. But this... maybe Ocieros had to get involved, but it still left a bad taste in her mouth.<br/><br/>"Well, if it isn't our little bookkeeper," someone taunted to the right of them. "Come to get it back now, eh? Tell you what, this thing's more than worth its weight in silver, and I got it for cheap too."<br/><br/>Neris instinctively reached out a hand to hold Ocieros back. Short tempered. Sometimes even the smallest taunts can set him off. And he was already on guard and ready for blood from the looks of it. "Stolen too, the damned whore didn't even bother splitting her earnings with us," Neris responded coldly. "Wonder how much you paid for it."<br/><br/>"Oh, now that'd be cheating, little girl," the man jeered. Neris could feel Ocieros' arm tighten under her grip. "But from the looks of it, you want it back and you even have a little present for me if you don't get it back," he grinned. "So, how 'bout this? You," he jabbed at Neris, "go fight."