Lucy smiled as she followed him through the store. Taking the backpack he handed her, "Chicago originally, ran away from there when i was twelve and never went back. Been living here ever since." Unable to keep it in she started laughing at the hunting knife. Setting down her bag she grabbed the two daggers attacked to her hips and spun them around. "I've got my own blades there hun. I don't need anymore than Flotsam and Jetsam here." She giggled at the memory of the daggers names. The Little Mermaid stuck with her even years after she had last seen it.<br/>