Aris blinked, then gave a nod of realization as she placed the phone into her new friend's hand. Well, at least, she HOPED that this guy was friendly.<br/><br/>She gave a little shrug at the mention of an address. "I just got here a few hours ago; I don't yet have a place to stay" At the mention of being a thug, the angel blinked. Was this well-dressed gentleman really someone on the other side of the tracks? Well, the blood around his mouth wasn't helping her thoughts. "Uh... You have something... around your mouth" She pointed a finger to her own mouth and traced around it, showing that the blood was all over the place.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, a certain rapscallion was preoccupied with one thing; getting the payment he was due. Nathaniel, a lanky, yet well muscled 20 year old, wasn't the kind of guy to wait for the money. He was going to get it, NOW. The raven haired man turned the corner into the very alleyway the angel and the strange man were in, already talking as if the thug that was usually there was still there. "Oi, Freddy, your payment date is today, so cough it up or else-"<br/><br/>Midstep, Nathaniel stopped, staring at the two blankly, then at the corpse on the cold hard ground. His eyes narrowed, more in annoyance than rage. "Damnit Freddy..." he muttered, walking up and rummaging through the cadaver's pockets until he found the wad of cash he was looking for. Once that was pocketed, he stood upright, and stared at the two through narrow, icy blue eyes, hands in his pockets as if nothing could happen to him. "There were a bunch of guys here earlier, correct? Somehow I have to doubt that either of you could have killed my little accomplice, but still..."