Blood of my blood

Apparently she intended to leave soon, to skirt around the Boneyard once she was done. He supposed someone might carry that line of thought, that curiosity might have gotten the better of her. At the end of the day, Hattori didn't really care. Had enough on his plate to deal with as it was. If this loner wanted to risk her welfare wandering around in a place like this, he wasn't going to stop her.

"I see." He said, clearly not very invested, or interested for that matter. Instead he asked: "Where are you from?"