Bridget couldn’t help but chuckle a little, “I’m unique?” She inquired as she arched her brow, eager to hear what he had to say. It wouldn’t be too far off to say that she was unique. In their own way, everyone was unique. Who would want to be the exact same as everyone else? Her thoughts wandered toward the possibility if Jared actually flirting back with her. Not that she thought it was a bad thing of course; conversation was conversation no matter what. She liked the playfulness of flirting. In her mind, it kept a person on their toes and made things a lot more interesting. Her intentions were never to harm, but she supposed she did come off a little too strong every now and then. It happened.<br/><br/>“Well I certainly appreciate the compliments,” she continued, smiling a little. “It makes the day better when you’re in good company… thank you.” Admittedly, her curiosity had been piqued a little when he had mentioned her hobbies, but she made no comment about it at this time. “As for why I’m here, it’s a long story.” She looked away at the moment, her eyes scanning the city around them as if some kind of ghost from her past was about to jump out. Before she thought about how real that possibility was, she turned back to Jared and said, “I suppose giving you the short version wouldn’t hurt, however.” She gave a shrug. “I guess you could say I like a change of scenery every now and then. There’s nothing wrong with that, right?”<br/><br/>It was kind of true that staying in the same place for a long period of time got dull. Some people never left their home; Bridget has always found people like that to be unbearably boring. She was a woman who enjoyed adventure. Even now she was enjoying the sights of a new place, somewhere far away from home, looking to see what awaited her, almost like a child in a toy store. It was how she lived. She would find a place she liked, stay for awhile, and then move on. She has always been someone who preferred to be always on the move rather than stay in one spot. There was less of a chance of running into someone she would rather avoid that way, she has found.<br/><br/>“So, back to my hobbies,” Bridget decided to change the subject as to not dwell on her past too much. That always seemed to happen whenever she spoke about her hometown, most of the time she wasn’t even aware, it just happened. Not that it was a common thing, mind you, she was just being careful. “You said that I had an ‘interesting set’. May I ask what makes them so interesting?” She felt that her hobbies were just average, at least to her. Guns were her main hobby, she never went anywhere without her pistol, and had quite the collection of interesting firearms. Now and then she would even head out to the range for some practice. Other than that, she liked hiking and working on vehicles. There was nothing particularly amazing about that in her mind.