“Everyone’s expendable to him” Liaena replied darkly in response to Donalds remark. The girl was once again only paying minimal attention to the assassins final words, as she was brooding over what he had told her. [i] “Arnoff. I need to find him. If he thinks that he’s a dead man, anything could happen. Although would he try and hurt me? I haven’t done anything to him”[/i]

Liaena shot Donald a quick look, the assassins gaze remaining annoyingly impassive. 

[i]“Light, I can’t read him. Does he know…or not?”[/i]

“You have been helpful” Liaena said begrudgingly after a long pause. Kathlins blue eyes swept up and down Donald again, evaluating him carefully before she spoke again. “So where do we go from here?”

“I’ve already said that I don’t particularly want either of you causing trouble while Sherpa is still not taken care of. And besides…while I might believe [i]you[/i] are sensible enough to leave town and never come back, I’m not convinced by her”

Here Liaena glanced down at her satchel, which contained Astrid. “Your friend does seem the sort to take things personally. She’s very…how to put this…Esmeraldaish?”

A flurry of squeaks were emitted from the satchel at this point, that while unintelligible, almost certainly contained the word: ‘bitch’. 

“…And doesn’t know when to quit apparently. Do you want any deal I give you to include her as well, or not? She doesn’t seem like the brightest spark, but I get that you are involved and you cared what happened to her at least once before. Do you still?”

“….”

“…Ohh, and I think she might have been looking for you when I ran into her, near Sharons house” Liaena added helpfully, into the brief silence that followed. “Just as an FYI. You know”