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“More business?” Angie raised an eyebrow in curiosity, exchanging a look with Leo before noticing Karai’s demeanor towards her. Not wanting to back down, she stood tall.
“Because I might not see him a lot, but I still worry about him. He’s family,” She glanced to Leo for a brief moment. “Look, he warned me about coming, even. How you wouldn’t approve. But after what happened on the streets, how do I know he’s going to be okay when he was coming here?”
Karai studied the turtle as she spoke, not betraying any emotion. Finally, she nodded, “...Very well. But say a word to this to anyone, and we’ll make sure you don’t get away with it.” And with that, she unfolded the papers and gave them another look-over.
Alopex, however, didn’t look entirely convinced. Still, she backed down, her tail swishing as she joined Karai’s side to see the papers. Leo huffed softly; she wasn’t going to let this go, was she? At least, not like Karai seemed to. He looked to the woman, glancing between her and Alopex to see if his job was done. Neither gave him notice, save for a twitch of the fox’s ear. With a look at Angie, he motioned to leave the warehouse...
“Come here, Hamato.” Karai said, without even looking over her shoulder, “I want to look these over in a proper light before I let you go.” The woman’s heels sounded against the old wood as she walked off amongst the crates. “Then we all can get out of this dreadful place.”