His sideways nod showed some disagreement with Miles' statement. Taking out a slip of paper and a pen, he scribbled something down rather awkwardly before showing him the messy writing. [i]Always be on guard, never underestimate [b]them.[/b][/i] He placed it back into his pocket.

Coy poked Maja on the shoulder, wanting to get her attention, then pointed at himself and stuck his hands out straight in front of him to make driving motions, clearly wanting to be the one to drive. He was a good driver, and he knew it. Almost acting as if his fellow assassin was his mother who wouldn't get him something he wanted, the assassin clasped his hands together and got on his knees to beg her. 

[color=pink]"... ...?"[/color]

Head previously bowed, Nobody looked up and, even though you couldn't see his eyes, gave the best puppy dog stare he could while wearing a ski mask. All of his gestures just screamed in desperation [i]'Pleeeaaaassssseeeeee'[/i]