[He tapped his knife point from bottom of the tank to the top in small intervals, listening for a change in the sound to indicate where the fuel stopped. He had done this more than a few times, and it helping being in relatively quiet streets. Aside from the girl's chattering and lurking around his elbows like she could learn a thing or two from him.
She probably could. It was amazing she stood still at all. Light on her feet, he could tell. And she had some smarts to her if she knew better than to run anywhere. Running attracted attention, made a memory but if one was calm and confident in their body language, they were generally left to themselves.]
Walking keeps you alive to see another day. [He saw no point in denying her assumption about him either. The less he said about his own affairs, the less she had to throw back at him at a later date if she proved useful.
He worked his knife point into the fuel tank until it began to leak, grabbing his bottle and catching the seepage at the bottom.]
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She probably could. It was amazing she stood still at all. Light on her feet, he could tell. And she had some smarts to her if she knew better than to run anywhere. Running attracted attention, made a memory but if one was calm and confident in their body language, they were generally left to themselves.]
Walking keeps you alive to see another day. [He saw no point in denying her assumption about him either. The less he said about his own affairs, the less she had to throw back at him at a later date if she proved useful.
He worked his knife point into the fuel tank until it began to leak, grabbing his bottle and catching the seepage at the bottom.]
What have you flown?