"A… job? You were serious?"
"Of course, Miss Hera."
"...Why?"
There were so many things racing through Hera's mind right now, and she didn't seem to have any plans on hiding them from Riley as she looked at him with the most confused face she has probably ever made.
"Your dad is Whiteking, so I don't really see why this would even be a money issue," Hera squinted her eyes, "...And you could also rob a bank if you really need money."
"I do not rob people, Miss Hera—that's wrong."
"...You torture and kill people, Riley."
"I know, it is fun."
"You…" Hera could really only pinch the bridge of her nose as she looked at Riley from head to toe, "...Seriously, why me? You could literally ask everyone else in your list of acquaintances and they would be able to give you something. Empress would probably be ecstatic to hire you."
