Matthew | Judith | 027

[redcloakedthief]

[It's really not uncommon at all for him to be tossed into a jail cell. It's part of the job hazard--of being a thief, that is.

If they don't try to cut off his hand, he'll be fine. If they do, he'll make a quick and hasty exit.

Simple.

So he's brushing himself off after having been rudely shoved on in there, but he recognizes pretty quickly that he's not alone in this cell.

Still, he doesn't speak until he's brushed off every speck of imaginary dust off, and then he crosses his arms behind his head and comments lazily without even looking--]

I wasn't expecting to have such nice company when I was thrown in here.

Comments

[brbwalking]

... My, my. I'm not very good at guessing games.

[redcloakedthief]

Don't worry about it too much. I assure you, it's nothing anyone will miss.

[And he smiles at her, perfectly innocent.]

That's good enough, right?

[brbwalking]

[ and she isn't fooled for a second. ]

I wonder if that means it's not physical, then. Well, I suppose that's fine.

[redcloakedthief]

[getting much warmer, Judith--not that he intends on giving her any clues, just grinning at her cheerfully.]

Oh, good. I wouldn't want to alienate my new and very interesting traveling companion.

[brbwalking]

I'm open to new experiences, so you shouldn't worry.

[redcloakedthief]

Ah, excellent! This will be fun, then.

[His definition of fun is a little worrisome, BUT OVERALL Judith can handle it, and he's sure of that.]