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They both frowned and looked at each other, but the lie was believable enough. The woman's hand slipped out of her pocket and reappeared empty. There was an awkward moment of silence before the man spoke again.
"Yeah," drawing the word out long enough to make him seem embarrassed, "look, I don't want to be a party pooper but breaking into graveyards is not cool. Maybe you should find your thrills somewhere else." Slightly shifting his stance, getting more comfortable. The guy wasn't satisfied with just giving this advice, he'd stick around to make sure Zero and Nos would actually heed it.
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"We were just on our way home ourselves." She looked at him, then down the road where Nos previously heard a car slowing down. She seemed anxious, or impatient.
Witch meanwhile tried to gauge if there was any threat to be expected from the two - to no avail. But going from the size of the woman's jacket it would have to be a pretty small gun. Did they make pistols that small? Damned if Witch knew.