Monroe looked up at the ceiling and scratched his chin with one finger, blushing slightly. He wasn't quite sure how to answer that question, since the girl seemed to be lost in dream world. Well, whatever was going on, Monroe could tell it probably wasn't for the best, but still, something about this woman made him want to say yes very badly. Ah hell, why the hell not. Prison inmates were weak anyway.

After thinking for a little while, the dark clad man finally decided on his course of action. He'd go with Tracey, mop things up at the prison, ask for some kind of monetary compensation from the government, and hopeful prove himself to be more of "Knight in Shining Armor" to the detective. To the modern fencer, this whole situation didn't seem too bad at all. Everything seemed to be neatly put together, actually.

Although Vossler gave the impression that he was hard in thought, he had already, long since, made up his mind on his next course of action. "Let's get out of this bar before we talk, okay?" he asked the young woman. She nodded and the two exited the bar and started walking through the streets.

Monroe waited for her to say something about helping them, but after a few seconds, he couldn't help but admit to her that he wanted to help her. "I'll help you. I'm sure that if I'm around, you don't need to worry," the enhanced human stated with a smile as he continued walking next to the inquisitive girl.

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Much thanks to Silver for the sweet Quincy Sig. ^_^
Zorlo , Zachary Leos, Monroe Vossler, Arvin Anson, Emile Velos
Rest In Peace Duke of Clubs. (11/15/1992-1/5/2008)
And Kenpachi divided the Strong from the Weak, and it was good!