[ She's heard this many times before and she's honestly grown used to it. Although she's tempted to come up with a quip, she just opts to keep her mouth shut, sighing heavily before she stops when he speaks up, turning on her heel to look up at him again. ]

It wasn't really anything special. Besides, you know as much as I do that I'd rather have this "murder game" stop before it even begins.

[ While that's true, she's still under a contract of sorts. It makes her feel a little guilty in the pit of her stomach when he wears that trusting grin. But then again, he's like that, isn't he? ]

And... maybe. What are you planning on doing with them once we find them? The mastermind, that is.