Exiting the hot cooking surface and entering the burning chemical reaction

Samara wrinkled her nose playfully up at Rhyme as he smiled down at her, okay so maybe she couldn't really put that much weight on him. Then his attention was pushed towards their destination and Samara turned her gaze that way as well, knowing she'd need to focus on it at least a bit in while they slowly walked.

At first there was silence, just the sound of their breathes but it seemed Rhyme was eager to fill that silence and Samara wondered if he was just chatty or trying to cover for something. She flashed him a playful glare at his nickname for her and the woman pondered how to answer his question. It's the direction where I found an end to the desert." She responded plainly. "Figured I'd try a place with a little less sand." She joked. She considered for a moment if she thought he'd be satisfied with that answer, and she didn't... better to get him off her scent than let his curiosity fester. A pinch of the truth was all that was needed.

"I'm looking for a family member." She was looking for most of her siblings in fact but decided to stick with just one for now. The choice was obvious to her which to pick, her half-sister had always proven a smart girl, maybe a bit too haughty but she never struck Samara as being as rash as many of their brothers. "My sister Deathbelle." She cast a glance at Rhyme watching for his reaction to her more colorfully named sibling. "Our parents had quite a talent for naming." She joked, of course she didn't actually share a mother with the woman but that didn't matter to Rhyme.

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