Her dark green eyes look dirty.
The same look a fresh corpse would wear.
"Who are you"?
She sounds tired.
I understand, I am as well.
"I already told you".
"Just a travelling old man, who tends to travel alone".
I give her a smile.
She scowls, as she senses no trace of a lie, from the blatant untruth.
"Slavery is bad, they were going to hurt me, so I went West".
"I listen when the elders speak, I walk away from trouble".
"I never even knew about 'noise' until I went into the Meru".
"Why did you go in"?
"I wanted to meet God".
Her scowl darkens.
I guess religous people are a rarety.
"I prefer not to talk about myself under the threat of death... does this present a problem for tonight's plans"?
Her blank face makes me smile from ear to ear.
She is gorgeous.
"I told you I'll give you everything, just because you want it".
