He sat just off the property line digging a hole.  It hadn't occured to him to get rid of the weapon with which he'd slain the merchant.<em>Back to being a professional now?</em>the voice chided him.  The voice of his sister.  "No, back to leaving you and this life behind me," he buried the knife quickly and heard her voice scream in rage and then fade as he covered it with dirt.  He made a mental marker of where she was if he needed her and turned, walking back to the property line.  He circled around so that he'd come behind Skylar.  He made no attempt to hide his approach and sat down next to her, facing the direction he'd walked off in only moments before.  "I needed a moment," he said as if it were perfectly natural to just vanish and reappear at will.