Rena listened to him as he spoke. Yeah. She already knew her mother chose to leave. She had sorta...read her diaries. She read them to find out where her father was. Nothing in it told what her mother really was or even anything useful. Just that at one point her mother loved her father and something happened that had been erased out. In fact now that she thought about it alot of the pages ink had been bled out of the paper. She sat up soon as she was untied. Before the man could even so much as blink she whirled on him. Swinging out with her fist and nail him in the jaw. Sending him flying back into the window hard enough he konked his head on the window pane. "Thats for touching me in the first place." She said hostilely.<br/><br/>Looking back at the man who was her father.  Scrunching up her face cutely. "I don't want to go back. I sold my guns that I made so that I could buy a one way ticket out here. Even if I never found you I was going to never go back. Mother was into drugs and sex. She never found one that she liked after you so she chose to never take another man. She always had some strange man over. I spent more time on the streets than I did at home. It was safer outside than inside." She shook her head. "I wouldn't go back to America if you paid me to." She looked at him. "If you tried to send me back...I'd fight you tooth and nail. Then probably jump out the plane soon as we were over the ocean. Swim back to shore." She said with utmost seriousness.<br/><br/>She jumped when he touched her shoulders. Looking at him. Studying him. "It got anything to do with that king bit your bloody nose man said?" She asked. She wasn't stupid but she also didn't play games. She shook her head. "I've seen plenty back home. Death was what happened on the streets. It isn't pretty but its a fact of life." She said softly. "Doesn't mean I got to like it." She looked at him. Looking out the window not occupied by the man. Turning back to her father. "You know if I hadn't been looking for you for a couple of weeks and now really curious to get to know you..." She grinned more impishly. "...I would've kicked the limo door open, certain place in the frame thats weak in all fancy cars or cop cars, and then jumped out the moving vehicle. I've done it before back in the US." She said with a giggle.<br/><br/>Making a face and batting his hand away when he went to pat her on the head. "Nyah." She said. "No more touchy. I don't know you like that yet." She said seriously. She gazed out the window and leaned back on the seat. Tasershot...she hoped it would be okay. She never went anywhere without her favorite self made one of a kind gun. So when she realized she was gonna wear a dress she had slipped it into Shadow's right pants pocket. All stealth like due to a few years of pick pocketing. It should be resting its slender part of the gun's body near the base of his pocket. The two pronged slingshot barrels stretched out along the sides of the pocket so it wouldn't easily be able to be noticed. In fact there was only a very slim chance that it would be noticed even with the way the material was made.<br/><br/>Shadow could possibly feel it if he pressed against his pocket with his full hand. She trusted Shadow that much that she had slipped her prized possession into his pocket. She missed having it close. It was her favorite of all she had back at his place. Hidden at the bottom of her pack. So now it was in Shadow's possession. A tribute of her trust in him.