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You finally speak, "I want a few things. Security, for one, some assurance that I'm not gonna get shanked in my sleep. Maybe a new place to stay, if I tell the Boss that this was a dead end."
She considers you with softer eyes, "I see. I can work on both those things. You can stay here for now if you want, and I'll work on getting you a rental on the nicer side of the city. It's not my plan to make people that help me disposable."
Despite the vagueness, there's some weight to her words that makes you want to believe in her. You almost sigh in relief, finding yourself emboldened, "And I want a guarantee. A promise. You get it done and kill the boss."
>She's got something dangerous up her sleeve. She could probably pull it off.
You believe that. Just by going off of her vibes, her home, the way she interacts with the gang, she has nothing to lose. There's nothing more dangerous than someone with nothing left but a single goal. Even if she dies, she doesn't seem like the type to go down alone. Though you don't have much time to think of the fallout, you have to believe that it will be good in the end.
Eiko doesn't even hesitate at your terms, just nods at you, and reaches her hand out. You grasp her hand in yours as you shake on it. Deal sealed.
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