[i]"What the [b]fuck[/b], the guy's a vampire!"[/i]
Was all Roze could think of as he 'inspected' her. Even once he let go, she kept herself pressed against the wall, in an attempt to stay away from him. God, she just had to pickpocket a goddamn vamp, didn't she. What were the chances of that?! Swallowing her fear, she glanced at the amulet in his hand, and her expression hardened somewhat, fear overtaken momentarily by annoyance.
"I steal for survival." She answered, looking straight into his eyes - curious, as to how they seemed to be the only warm thing in his body. And not warm in a good way either; they burned with an intense passion, something she couldn't even name. It was similar to staring at the sun, but she kept her gaze locked with his anyway to get her point across. "I'm not good with rules, so getting a regular job is sort of impossible for me. That and the fact I don't have any trade-worthy skills to speak of." She continued, being truthful, for once. Yes, there was always the thrill of it, but it was a thrill that she had to put up with. She had no legacy, no inheritance, and no way of making money in a legal manner without plundering various different caves throughout the land; most of the time, she didn't have the equipment for things like that. She still had scars on her arms from where she'd narrowly escaped a troll a few weeks ago. She had blades and magic, but she wasn't an expert in either. She had no money for training.