she caught the beer with ease — eyes never leaving him — and opened it as he continued speaking. he wasn’t wrong about privacy, especially in the world they were living in, just about anything could be bought and sold as long as someone was willing to pay the price. she’d paid plenty for her own life, time and time again. but that was a story for another time. ❛ and your family matters — ❜ s he latched onto the comment as it was offered, using it to leverage her own dialogue, but kept her tone light and conversational all the while. ❛ — are they becoming problematic as of late ? ❜ one brow climbed higher on her forehead as she took a drink. natasha could understand being on the move, staying under the radar, it was all she’d known for a long time. what she needed to know now was the extent of his situation, and what kind of problems might crop up as a result.
his family was always problematic. hiding from them proved to be impossible. a stark realization that he came to when he attempted to do just that. it lasted for a short while actually, but then everything went down hill. he was found, dragged back home, and while he didn’t truly remember the rest? he doubted it truly mattered. least of all at the current time.
there was a reason he’d been keeping his head down and avoiding his almost usual tendencies. well, avoided was one way of putting it, but not exactly the best. nothing had changed at all. ky just made sure everything he did was under the radar – that way he wouldn’t have to worry about being tracked or little visits like… this.
❛ well, i’m sure someone has a file on me. ❜ if not, he’d want to make sure they made one – if only due to the fact of record keeping and everyone had one didn’t they? he thought as much. maybe he’d actually make a point to steal it as well. maybe that way he’d see what they said about him. ❛ and my… family members. ❜
there was a shrug. ❛ well, you know how they… can be. ❜ instead of elaborating, ky moved to take a drink of his beer. ❛ — annoying. ❜
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