Lexi walked silently by Neo as they made their way up the boardwalk toward the taxi stand. She wasn’t sure what the plan was. Today, she certainly didn’t feel in charge of anything. Despite the disturbing news that Mr. von Engels had shared with her about her companion, there was still a core of trustworthiness that she felt from him. Living in her head, she argued that his companions knew him better than anyone yet, they relied on his expertise. He was a loose cannon, yet von Engels had Neo watch his back. He wasn’t to be trusted with women, yet Yukima treated him like family. Lexi was just fuckin tired.<br/><br/>“Do we need guns? Disguises? What is the plan here,” she asked quietly, not trying to call attention to their conversation. Being on the streets was a safer place to talk because there could be no bugs planted to hear what they said. Suddenly Lexi stopped short, causing the string bean of a stoner to bump into her.<br/><br/>“Hey, watch it, man. You made me drop the doobie.” He protested before side stepping her while glaring.<br/><br/>“Neo,” she whispered. “ Could I have a bug planted on me and not know it? I know that sounds paranoid, but something was in my bathroom while I showered. Something I couldn’t see. Could that have planted something on me where I might not notice it? Like my hair or in that blind spot on my back?”<br/><br/>Lexi was starting to get that antsy feeling like she did when she thought a spider was crawling on her.