CJ let out a deep emotional sigh. It tortured her to give bad advice to her mentor, but hearing him dictate in such a commanding tone made her feel something special. She bowed her head and hid back behind her cloak in the shadows. She went back to what she did best, observing and reacting to what she saw, she was never the idea person of the gang, that was Sage’s job. 

As the graceless dove returned quickly with two corpses CJ’s eyes widened. [color=f49ac2]“The fool”[/color] she whispered out. In her mind every last detail of every last thing her leader said was of the utmost importance. So when Sage had requested Huey go fetch two living humans there was no one word more important than the last. The girl scoffed, she thought to herself how quickly and properly she could complete this task for Spade. She held herself back, this was not her task even if it wasn’t completed to perfection that wasn’t her burden to bare. 

She continued at a distance a few feet back and a story up. She knew she needed to remain close to hear any words that may be said to him, to keep note for later. She tried to sniff out scents that might have gone unnoticed, a strong ghoul was easy to smell, but the fresh scent of gunpowder on a human’s hand? In this day and age, that screamed police and that was worth noting. As she sniffed the air she smelled an unusual smell, this smell wasn’t ghoul, and to say it was simply human would be arrogant. In between shadows CJ would find her way to Sage and simply ask. [color=f49ac2]“This city has some strange scents to it don’t you think?”[/color] Realistically this was a safe question to ask. Sage knew she wasn’t familiar with the world he wouldn’t think her wrong again, right? Being wrong twice in one night could mean a punishment worse than death exile from the gang.