It was like a weight was lifted from her chest when her ID went through without any problems. She'd had to purchase it the day before, not wanting to use what her would-be kidnapper, Geere, had on file, and while she'd spent quite a bit of money on it and the silence of the forger, she had no illusion that it would be enough to keep her safe. When they got where they were going, she'd be going through the motion again, as many times as needed for her to finally feel safe. If that was even possible anymore.

"I've been in worse places," she commented, keeping her voice low as she continued to tightly hold her bag while watching the people around them. She'd been sifting through the memories she'd gotten from Geere, trying to catalogue his associates so she'd know if one was near, but it was proving more difficult than she'd though. "Don't worry, I'm not the type to complain."

She didn't mind that her new companion wasn't the chatty sort - it was kind of nice, actually. If he only said what was important, then it was easier to tell if he was lying to her. Experience had taught her that trusting someone could be dangerous, and until she knew more about this man, her trust would only extend as far as necessary.