ɪ ᴡɪsʜ ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀᴍɴᴇsɪᴀ [open]

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"You don't need to know that," Cleo stated.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Halo just nodded meekly and lowered her head. She closed her eyes, hoping to maybe get some sleep on the trip. Not that it would happen. The level of discomfort she was feeling was far too much to rest.

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Cleo leaned up to the driver and murmured quietly to him.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Halo strained her ears to catch his words. Even with her heightened hearing, she couldn't catch the whole sentence.

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Cleo settled back and glanced at her, "Don't worry your pretty little head about any of this."

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Halo turned her gaze on him. It was eerie, how her milky blind eyes stared right at him. "How can I not be worried?" she asked.

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"You're in relatively good hands," Cleo shrugged.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Halo shuddered a little. "Relatively?"

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"Most assassins can't call themselves good," Cleo snorted.

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Halo shrugged. "I wasn't aware there were people who knew they were bad, let alone cared."

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Cleo chuckled and shrugged, "Of course there are."

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Well, she'd never claimed to be knowledgeable about the workings of the world. She'd been trapped in a government facility her whole life. She nodded slightly and lowered her chin, her blind eyes trained on her lap.

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Cleo seemed content to sit most of the ride in silence. He sat back, one leg crossing over the other.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Halo was dying to ask how long this would take, but she kept her mouth shut. She had a feeling he didn't want to spent the whole trip answering her questions.

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Cleo grunted, leaning up and murmuring quietly to the driver.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Halo strained her ears, but once again she couldn't catch anything. She blew out a frustrated breath through her nose.

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Cleo glanced back at her, "Trying to listen in, are we?"

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Halo's pale face flushed a little. "No, of course not."

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"Sure seemed like it," He hummed, sitting back.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Halo shot him a glare. It was odd on her face, usually so gentle and docile. "Well, you know everything, don't you?" she snapped. She instantly regretted it, and shrank back into her seat, her head bowed.