[b]“So feisty.”[/b] Red chuckled to the woman’s ineffective resort of derogatory insults and winked. 

If no one knew better, which they did not, some might mistake her teasing for flirtation. Perhaps they would be right and since she did not discriminate when it came to love no matter what gender, it was difficult to say what her preference was from the outside looking in. Truly Red desired the company of men but did not pass up any opportunity, which possibly labeled her as promiscuous. Maybe she was searching for something on a deeper level but had not found it in anyone yet, who truly knew? Trying to read this crimson thief was like trying to navigate the vast seas with a map sketched by a toddler—nearly impossible.

Her attention then befell to Dormin once again as he laid out the catch as these fellow wanderers probably expected. Red listened with an unfazed expression as though bored by this banter and leaned her head against the pillar. Paying little mind to the shadows heeding words because what dire price could this be? She had nothing to offer this ghost besides her soul which he could take right now if he so asked. She did not need such a thing and had already prepared to be sent to the fiery pits of an underworld abyss anyway for past, previous, and future deeds committed. At this current moment everything seemed too good to be true—except for the little fact of slaying an ancient titan. 

After the white knight spoke Red interjected with a few questions of her own.[b]“Sounds glorious for I slay giants on my idle time already. How will I find this colossus and how does it die? I doubt simple daggers and arrows will befall it?”[/b] The words were plainly spoken as she gazed to the light gauntlet on her arm and adjusted its position.