Annelise kept working, occasionally her hand darting out to grab another handful of sugar bombs as she disassembled the pistol and replaced the primary components of the AER9. Her hands moved quickly and precisely as she refitted the crystal arrays before she focused them with a few minute adjustments and connected the diverters.  As she started to fix the carbon-fiber  housing and realign the stock Dallen returned from wherever it was he had disappeared to and stuffed his sweet roll down in a few quick mouthfuls. 

She stared at him for a moment before she smirked to herself and looked back down at her rifle, seemed he was as hungry as she was after all. He cleared his throat and looked at her, her attention again on him as he continued to speak as if he’d never left. 

[color=steelblue]"We should, uh...  Get started on that soon.  I have a few errands I need to run, you can come with me if you like.  Shouldn't take long.  Or, we can meet again somewhere.  Nice weapon, by the way."   [/color]

She watched as he stuffed a few napkins into his jacket and suddenly noticed the fresh blood on his shirt. [color=DA70D6]"You got red on you”[/color] she pointed out gesturing to the spot just below his ribs as she glanced back down and continued tinkering with her AER9 for a few more moments. 

[color=steelblue]"Listen, this probably goes without saying,"[/color]  he started, taking out a cigarette and pausing to light it up.  [color=steelblue] "Where we're going, there might be...people, after us.  It'll be dangerous.  I don't know who might be after this.  We just stay low, we should be fine.  No one is looking for us yet."    [/color]

She met his gaze again and stared at him briefly for a moment as she thought about what had just happened and what she quickly realised was a fresh wound. She glanced over to the direction that he’d disappeared to for what must have been less than five minutes and back at him as she put together the facts.

A suspicious expression covered her face as she continued to stare at him and she seriously considered what it was that might have just happened. Seconds later the expression was gone and she went back to what she was doing and shrugged as she said  [color=DA70D6]“well, if we both need to get something from inside that vault then it makes sense to work together. But if we do then you have to tell me everything you know about that vault and what exactly it is you want from there.”[/color] She hesitated briefly and looked up to meet his gaze with the most serious expression she could muster and added [color=DA70D6]"And if we’re going to be working together I want you to tell me everything thats going on. I mean I haven’t been out here long but I get the picture that everything out here is fucked, like really fucked. I know that to survive you have to do things that aren’t exactly glamorous in the slightest.”[/color]

Again she paused briefly and she took the opportunity to finish the rest of her coffee too before she finished  [color=DA70D6]“What I mean to say is don’t sugar coat things for me. I need to know how to not die out here and I get the impression that you’re someone who can handle themselves.”[/color]

She continued to stare at him to see what his response would be, she still didn’t know exactly what kind of man he was but he’d shown her more kindness than anyone else out here and hadn’t yet tried to take advantage of her in anyway. She wanted him to know that she was serious, that she wasn’t just some vault-girl who had no idea about what life out here was really like.