Sophie's eyes narrowed. This guy was such an arrogant... She clenched her jaw as he kept speaking. They? Who were "they"? He was purposely being vague. He lit a small fire and turned around, stating his position in the situation. A delivery boy?

He was staring intently at her, and she stared right back. "Your mother must be proud," she snarked. She could play his arrogant game, too, if that's what he wanted. Though, she really didn't have any room to talk about proud parents. For all her parents knew, she was dead. It didn't matter.

She crossed her arms. "Is that all you're going to tell me then?" she asked, annoyed. She turned away and crossed the room to a window. The white haired wonder had arranged furnitures to block what spaces weren't covered by curtains, but she found a crack to peek out of.

Sophie glanced back over her shoulder at him for a moment. For the first time, she actually looked at the situation maturely. He'd been sent to do a job. But why exactly? Who wanted her and why? She could only assume that whoever it was, wasn't good, or they'd have come for her themselves, or at least less forcefully.

So he worked for bad people, and that meant he was bad, too. No good people worked for scum. She frowned again. Perhaps she could offer him something, to tell them she'd died, or something. She did, after all, have more treasures than anyone else probably, on any planet.

It wasn't like he cared about more than things, right? I mean, what could they possibly have to offer him more than things, or money? Freedom? She hadn't realized she'd done it, but she'd faced him again, and her frown had disappeared. He'd said it wasn't personal, and he wasn't really trying to be awful.

Maybe she was on to something with that freedom thing. He sure didn't look like a materialistic kind of guy. Sophilia's hazel eyes showed sympathy. A strange thing coming from someone being hunted. She almost hated having to crush his bracelet and leave him here... But she couldn't just let herself be captured and taken to, God only knows where.