Sonje by Sie!
Bemused, the man shrugged and began a leisurely pace down the street, and smirking like a triumphant child, she followed. Even if she felt he was only going along with her egotistic behavior because he was bored, she was still greatly amused by his cooperation. Blinking her expression straight, she followed daintily, hopping more than walking after his long strides. When he paused, she hopped beside him and peered up at him critically. Hm, well you are the idiot taking me to a weaponry before anything else,
she scoffed, licking her chops thoughtfully thereafter. Perhaps you deserve a knife in the back
she added breezily, jaunting a few feet ahead and then spinning to face him again.
Of course, I'd be more inclined to get you right in the front, just between that birdcage you call ribs there.
A slender finger pointed towards his chest, though it was only implied since she wasn't standing that close (it would seem she would always only brush by him, careful not to remain too close for any amount of time). She was only teasing, but would die before admitting to her verbal characteristic of generally impertinent crassness. Though he was subtly prepared to be suddenly betrayed by the younger, there was really no need to be wary of her snide and cruel jesting. Sonje meant every word, but if she really intended him harm or didn't like his presence, then he would definitely know. With a girl as bold as her, she didn't often waste time hiding animosity.