Cadenza followed a few paces behind him, trying desperately to regain her composure. She told herself she was only following him for the job and because he was paying, but...part of her mind wondered if that was the whole truth.

...Don't think like that. He's an idiot, and he makes you feel embarrassed, and now he's going to start calling you "Hard-Boiled". So cut off that train of thought right now.

Instead, she tried focusing on the quiet sound of her wet feet padding along the hall, her painted toenails catching the light and gleaming red. Red. She wondered if her face was still a little reddish...

"I'll...pay you back later," she found herself saying suddenly, "when we get off this ship and I can get to my wallet, I'll pay you back for the clothes. I don't want to start off this job owing you something...assuming you hire me at all."

She'd almost slipped there a little--she wanted to believe he would help her, but...that was silly. He had no reason to. He would only hire her if she would prove a useful business associate to him--that's how things worked.

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