Not quite. /stifling a laughter, she extends her arm to give his shoulder a small tap before letting her hand fall back to her side./ There. All better now? Ah, secret agents? I’m alright with that. But, what kind? What will we do? Who’s our target? /purses her lips, looking around for a brief moment just to set her gaze back on him after./ I think I’ve been asking too many questions.
Healing powers. Something I have always wished for. [grins at her, his hand now gently being placed in his pocket] Hmm… our target will be the first person we see when we leave. We’ll have to follow them without getting caught. Sometimes questions are good. It’s the only way you’ll learn what you’re desired to know.