Sensing no further threat, but simply an ego complex, Ronan turned around and began to walk away.

**"My name isn't important, kiddo."**

Violet looked at her companion walking away, turning to Shade once more. **"I'm sorry to have bothered you. We'll be going now. Have a good night,"** she spoke in a soft tone, though not without determination. It certainly wasn't helpless either, that was for damn sure.

They would retire for the night and hide away, hoping that the eager idiot would not bring the Blades into their camp. Now _there's_ someone that Ronan would not hesitate to kill. After all, there was nothing the Outcasts hated more than the Blades. Why wouldn't they?