07-08-2014, 07:23 PM
Having been allowed through the gate, Camila expected to be directed somewhere else. Instead, he simply told her they had the necessary privacy and that was that. For a moment, she eyed him skeptically. There was, of course, no way for her to see what he had done but she suspected he had something under his sleeve. After all, the man had lifted one pobre diablo up in the sky for all to see at the Zocalo. If she had not seen that, then she would have thought him crazy and not wasted her time in the slightest.
She crossed her arms in front of her while looking over at the others around them. If they were with him, she supposed he trusted them to hear. The idea of testing his claims crossed her mind, but shouting like an idiot wasn’t her idea of fun, nor did she have the time. “I’ll take your word for it. It’s a pity I wasn’t there to see Guitterez in the end, though I’m not too surprised he was a coward about it.”
Once their hides were on the line, men had a tendency to cry in the end; Camila, however, had already done away with most of her tears.
“I’ll tell you what I know under one condition, I want to be a part of this. I want to see each and every one of these perros go down.”
She remained quiet, letting her request sink in. Here was a man with abilities she’d never even dreamed of before, and she was making demands of him. Something told Camila that she had to be a little deranged. Then again, she had some tricks of her own. Of course, she couldn’t make men fly up in the air and threaten them with fire, but she had her uses. Whether or not she eventually shared that particular detail with this man depended on his answer and how things developed from then on.
She crossed her arms in front of her while looking over at the others around them. If they were with him, she supposed he trusted them to hear. The idea of testing his claims crossed her mind, but shouting like an idiot wasn’t her idea of fun, nor did she have the time. “I’ll take your word for it. It’s a pity I wasn’t there to see Guitterez in the end, though I’m not too surprised he was a coward about it.”
Once their hides were on the line, men had a tendency to cry in the end; Camila, however, had already done away with most of her tears.
“I’ll tell you what I know under one condition, I want to be a part of this. I want to see each and every one of these perros go down.”
She remained quiet, letting her request sink in. Here was a man with abilities she’d never even dreamed of before, and she was making demands of him. Something told Camila that she had to be a little deranged. Then again, she had some tricks of her own. Of course, she couldn’t make men fly up in the air and threaten them with fire, but she had her uses. Whether or not she eventually shared that particular detail with this man depended on his answer and how things developed from then on.