[@WittyWolf]

JG watched Titus and wondered if his neck was starting to ache from being being hunched in the low-ceiling room. It took her a few seconds to come out of her daydream and work out what he had just let in through the gap in the door. She took a sharp intake of breath and her eyes widened. 

"I knew I was being watched!" she exclaimed, a little louder than intended. 

She collected herself quickly after her sudden outburst and cleared her throat, trying to regain her composure. She found herself blushing however as her new companion- if she could call him that- had revealed her faux-pas in criticising bounty-hunters. She was ready to accept his offer and took a step towards the door, ignoring his dramatic gesture, but then stopped, hesitating again. She really needed a weapon. His warm and apparently caring attitude had lulled her into a false sense of security, and she had suddenly realised it. He was after all a bounty hunter. Why would he feed her if not for personal gain? She eyed him suspiciously again, on the defensive once more. 

"I...need a weapon..." she mumbled, shuffling on her feet again like she had done before he had gained her trust.