"Don't turn around," she says, keeping her voice down, for his ears only. Her arm rests on his, casual, but pointing in the direction of the man he's going to be fighting. "Knife, left pocket."
She smiles and giggles, turning her eyes away like he just propositioned her.
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"Don't turn around," she says, keeping her voice down, for his ears only. Her arm rests on his, casual, but pointing in the direction of the man he's going to be fighting. "Knife, left pocket."
She smiles and giggles, turning her eyes away like he just propositioned her.