"I think that you're not as dark you want people to believe," she told him, staring directly into his eyes. "Are you sure that isn't just wishful thinking," he said with a smirk, staring right back at her.
"That... That is Noreen. You don't want to get on her bad side... In fact, it's best to not talk to her at all." "She can't be that bad." But as I spoke, the young lady stalked up to us, giving me a look of disgust. "I see you've managed to drag another sewer rat to safety. You really should stop making this a habit." With one more glance of contempt, she walked away, wrapping cloth around her knuckles as she headed towards the exercising area. "Never mind."
"How about we flip a coin on it?" I suggested. She scoffed, "I didn't expect someone of your age and situation to know about those old habits of our ancestors." "I'm smarter than you think." "That still is not quite intelligent at all." "Ooh..." Emerie said, smiling, "burn."