She had the decency to look ashamed. Her hands slid into the long single pocket at her stomach.
"I… was. Following you. Because I was hoping to return something to you."
Slowly her right hand withdrew. Holding a silver colored device I immediately recognized.
"You took it from the pawn shop owner, then. Why?"
"I thought it would be better if it didn't go through official channels."
She extended her hand in expectation that I should take it. My thoughts immediately went to the times our fingers brushed.
Which is why my tongue started to wag imperiously.
"So you hunted me down tonight for this. You must have a lot of free time."
A flicker of visible emotion crossed her face when I provoked her. Without reaching out for what she came all the way here for.
Satisfying…
"I wouldn't call it hunting."
"Stalking, then."
"N-no? More like... ensuring your safety. While respecting your space."
