"Thank you, Talanna."  Belle was quietly sincere.  Her life would depend on this woman.  lf or no, any problem between them, or with anybody else on the crew would not be from the redhead's doing.<br/><br/>"Daniel, where to?"  It wasn't just looks, Belle carried herself differently.  One hip slightly cocked as she stood with hand on angled hip, the other hung loosely, but not lose.  It stayed behind her back.  Just in case.  A streetwalker never knew what a john really intended, did she?