Teddybear

"If I leave it behind my dad will have the whole city searching for me," she said apologetically, embarrassment tinging her voice.

"I see." Her phone buzzed again. She sent it to voicemail without checking who it was.

Kivvien continued walking in silence.

She followed him. "Yes, of course."

"I cannot disagree with that either."

That could be complicated, if she ever had to stop anyone from coming near it. She nodded her understanding. There was probably something he was leaving out, but she'd deal ...

She nodded, remembering, in the moment, that this was a job. "Is there anything I should know about what that is and why it should be guarded?" she asked.

Queenie looked around. This guy was more childish and extravagant than anyone she'd ever had the displeasure of meeting. "Right."

"Right. What do you need me to do?"

"I cannot fully disagree, though in her case she is pursuing the one most relevant to her chosen field, so her stance is understandable."

"It does all connect, but there is value in pursuing them separately."

He told him. (i didn't have my notepad out for that part, ill add the name later)

"Two millenia and still decorating your house like a freshman dorm room?" she said, ignoring is question.

He matched the pace the old man set.

She raised an eyebrow. "You seem a little young for that." (idk if I mentioned her age but at this point she's like 18. since they're discussing ages it could ...