“That’s funny. – I didn’t ask for anyone’s opinion.” The hunter squinted looking over to the other before leaning back in his chair. The blood stains on his shirt were bound to be questioned. But Blaze wasn’t too bothered by the looks he had received. Besides, there have been worse things that could be spotted in New York. His work as an officer allowed him to be able to find people easier than others. The poor soul being found was never too lucky when it came to him.
"Even if you don't ask for them, people still feel very entitled to give them," she piped up from staring at her own glass. Her annoyance at the male giving an opinion about the blood on the guy's shirt. "Could be much worse, I've been soaked in blood before from working in the ER," she commented with a shrug and took the last drink from her beer, raising her hand to ask for another.











