That she doesn't wait for an answer is something of a relief to him. Showing mercy is one thing, admitting to being the kind of guy who does so is another, much harder, thing. Much like home, this is the kind of place where doing so gets people killed.

He watches her carefully, wondering at that little motion that appears to be instinctual or something. What could her reasons be? He's certainly curious, and he sets about finding out, if in a rather oblique way. "For all either of us knows, one could just be keepin' the other one around to use 'em later. See if they can leech off 'em until it comes time to split up."

He smiles a bitter little smile as he thinks back to what Celebrus said a little while ago, the speculation about how a gangster like him might make allies only to collect with interest later. It still stung, even as he tried to joke about that very thing.