"Understood." Answers both poeple and rubs my brusied wrist. *I didn't even know who the fuck it was.....* mutters under my breath and stands up shakily after my ordeal. Stoops down and picks up my weapons, sheathing and holstering them all and turns to leave the room. As I turn to go I glare at the so called "boss" and comits her face to memory. "I will remember you Gail.*<br/>Walking out of the room, still rubbing my wrist, I head down to the corridor again, my thirst forgotten. "I hate these big shots, always so uptight.* Sighs and touches my cross again, twirling it in my fingers as I walk, lost in happier memories.