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Crystal walked forward with Maen. It wouldn't be hard to break into anything as far as Crystal was concerned. She was a pro at that kind of thing. One had to be if it meant taking money from drunk men that have passed out on their beds. She had even gotten away with some money from a man that only had a non-alcoholic ale thing. She was quite besides herself with that man. He was terribly boring, but funny at the same time. An odd mix if you asked her.

She shrugged the thoughts off and followed. She wondered what it was they needed to take in such secrecy. The blood in her veins rushed through her as excitement pulsed. She walked past the men and smiled at Atharen as she passed. There was something about him that was making it harder for her to concentrate on the mission. She stopped her thoughts and scolded herself. This wasn't the time nor the place to be entertaining such thoughts. She wouldn't follow this pattern anymore.

Even as she thought this in her mind, she knew that it would be a hard task to follow. There was just something kind about him that made her feel different about the male gender as a whole. She didn't feel entirely safe with all men and probably never would, but he gave her the thought that maybe not all men were bad. Perhaps it was only the select few like her father that liked to be cruel and demanding.

She continued walking a head as she buried her thoughts.