[Damn, this guy has less money than she does. Then she looks at the face and realises it's the rat guy and...nah, she doesn't regret trying to mug his corpse. Especially when he turns out to not be a corpse.
The grab made her jump back, lips curling back to hiss for a split second. Meeting his stare with her own. She wasn't ashamed or anything. She just wasn't sure how to answer. ]
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The grab made her jump back, lips curling back to hiss for a split second. Meeting his stare with her own. She wasn't ashamed or anything. She just wasn't sure how to answer. ]
...Looking for money.