Fear, profit, or both

[ironshodboots]

Nazca is usually content to stand back and let others draw attention. She's fairly tall, and reasonably pretty (even with the glasses). She has a quiet confidence, but she'd rather watch people than have people watch her, most of the time

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[all_inyourmind]

Athyr isn't much looking to get into any fights, but he's miserable in his own body again, and some distraction would be incredibly welcome. When he sees her lingering he shoots her an easy smile, one hand resting on the gunbelt round his hips.

"Afternoon, ma'am."

[ironshodboots]

"That's a hard observation to argue. It is afternoon." She looks him over, unsure whether she wants to flirt or pick a fight, so not doing either right away. She doesn't however, smile.

"But I assume you meant it by way of an opening."

[all_inyourmind]

He's relaxed, keeping his eyes on her as you would with anything that might be dangerous but might be worthwhile.

"Well, you're assuming right, so that's a good start."

[ironshodboots]

Normally, she'd be intrigued that she can't immediately tell what he wants. But under present circumstances, she just says, "An opening tending to anything particular?"