Titan had barely finished speaking before Tau had entered the room. The door clicked shut quietly behind her.
Empty.
Heaving a sigh of relief, she crossed the floor quickly and knelt in front of a small set of drawers. With a sad sigh, she withdrew the tiny bag of lightly colored powder. Slush. She opened it carefully and dipped her finger in. Three times she took a fingertip full and rubbed it along her gumline. Then, resealing the pouch, she opened the bottom drawer. A hidden compartment held a small, nondescript locked box. She replaced it with her pocketful of half-empty blister packs and one last roll of stolen money, tucking the little box safely in the depths of her coat. With another sigh, she placed the tiny bag of Slush into the compartment as well. Resealing the drawers, she hoped her apology would be enough.
They might never forgive me, but they'll understand... hopefully...
"Let's get out of here," Tau spoke in a very controlled voice as she came back down the stairs. She touched Titan's shoulder almost affectionately as she passed him, leading him out through the back door of the bar. Kaufmann said nothing as they passed, but Tau could feel his eyes boring into her back as she left.
They entered a nearly-pitch black hallway. "I came this way this morning. Feels weird being here now. My routine has always been so... routine," she finished lamely.
It wasn't long before they exited directly to the Marketplace, still as busy and bustling as before. Tau stopped and looked up at Titan, seemingly wrestling with some internal struggle.