"That's one way of putting it," she agrees, a slight quirk to her mouth, to his general assessment of Spike.
Tight-lipped comes to mind. Maybe even secretive.
(Definitely things like stubborn and reckless and infuriating.)
Jet hasn't exactly been forthcoming about his past, either, and maybe they could say the same about her, but there's nothing from her past -- the last three years, anyway -- that could put them all in as much danger as Spike's past.
Probably.
The worst they'd get because of her is probably some big scary guys wanting to know where their money is. And most of the time those guys look tougher than they really are.
She just barely bites her tongue at Wolfwood's comment about Spike not having much use for organized religion. It seems like organized crime was more his thing.
It's not actually something she thinks less of him for.
As she stands and they leisurely start walking in the direction of the hospital, she glances at the ever present -- has she ever seen him without it? she doesn't think so -- cross he's hefted.
She has to look at it in a whole new light now, and it certainly reflects favorably on him.
"So what exactly gives a priest the idea of carrying around a giant cross," -- her voice isn't loud enough to attract much attention, but the curiosity is very evident -- "with guns in it?"
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Tight-lipped comes to mind. Maybe even secretive.
(Definitely things like stubborn and reckless and infuriating.)
Jet hasn't exactly been forthcoming about his past, either, and maybe they could say the same about her, but there's nothing from her past -- the last three years, anyway -- that could put them all in as much danger as Spike's past.
Probably.
The worst they'd get because of her is probably some big scary guys wanting to know where their money is. And most of the time those guys look tougher than they really are.
She just barely bites her tongue at Wolfwood's comment about Spike not having much use for organized religion. It seems like organized crime was more his thing.
It's not actually something she thinks less of him for.
As she stands and they leisurely start walking in the direction of the hospital, she glances at the ever present -- has she ever seen him without it? she doesn't think so -- cross he's hefted.
She has to look at it in a whole new light now, and it certainly reflects favorably on him.
"So what exactly gives a priest the idea of carrying around a giant cross," -- her voice isn't loud enough to attract much attention, but the curiosity is very evident -- "with guns in it?"