"Wouldn't be so sure about that." Emma replied closing her eyes as though recalling a set of distant memories.
"I burned plenty of bridges with the only person who ever cared about me. I shot him, betrayed him, tried to kill him..." She falls silent for a moment and fiddles with the wire of her headphones. "And after all that he was still looking out for me. He refused to hate me for whatever reason." She opened her eyes locking the saphire orbs on Syd.
"But then again he's one in a million." She remained silent and slowly sat up. "I won't ask questions if you don't want me to Syd. Lot's of people out here don't want to be asked questions and I'm just a freelancer so I've got no business asking questions I wouldn't answer myself." She sighed and motioned for another beer.