She watched him, her eyes shimmering with tears which she wiped away quickly. She understood why he did it, even though he seemed like a pretty nice guy: he had to follow his boss' orders. "You're telling me..." she muttered when he told her how unlucky she was, hugging her knees, though they ached from the bruises covering them. She put her hands over her face, her voice muffled when she spoke, "How am I supposed to pay him back if I'm going to be your shadow? How does he expect me to do that??"