"Rin, I'll remember that name."
She stares ahead while nibbling the pocky stick instead and hums to think.
"Such an unusual job in the Metaverse but I can relate."
" Rin. "
Being called miss was...odd...shes only 21 💧
" ..Officially I'm a Private Investigator, but in my opinion its more a side gig, my real job, my purpose.. "
She let out a puff of smoke.
" ...Elimination of Shadows. Or anything that threatens humans really.. "
" to each there own. "
She just accepts it and lights her cigarette, careful to blow the smoke away from her.
She knows not everyone can tolerate the smell.
The woman takes one look at the cigarettes and slightly pushes it away before picking up a stick from the pocky box.
"Thank you for the offer, but I don't smoke."
2 - In Combat Rin carries 2 swords, however the one on her back always remains sheathed and unused.
When asked why she goes quiet and tends to become gloomy, its best never to ask about it.
" near death is often where one finds the resolve to push onwards. "
Quoting a old friend she began to pull out a box of cigarettes, wordlessly offering her one.
She fumbles with the box a but but gets it under control, taking a faint few glances between her friend and the box..
" ...( Sigh ) very well, I will humbly accept this gift. "
She's certain she'll enjoy it, it smelled delicious after all.. .ᐟ
“ jus' take it ! ”
practically shoving the package with the cake into her hands .
“ plus , if you end up liking it , you'll probably come back for more , so it's not a loss ! ”
Her eyes had followed the cake the whole time but hearing the words she finally broke her stare.
" huh .ᐣ free .ᐣ I couldn't possibly.. "
It seems scumy if she did that-
nodding quickly , she puts the two slices of said cake in a small package for them , before humming .
“ well . . . you look like you really want them , so maybe i'll let you get them for free . it'll be our little secret , 'kay ? ”