She nodded thinking through the questions he would want answers to. "What more do you want in life?" The question came before she realized she was asking it. For a moment she fell silent.
She should have expected him to return the question, but she didn't. She bit her lip, wondering what to tell him. "Well, My previous boyfriend was killed, A Rogue, so that was to be expected....." She managed to keep her voice steady, her body language showed this still bothered her. She knew death was just another part of being a Rogue, but that didn't make the circumstances around it any easier. "Other then that.... I Don't really know. I left Liberty, and the Rogues once. It didn't necessarily work out too well. Mercenaries, Bounty Hunters... Lucky to get away from that one. Ever since then, I have been trying to find a way out." She shrugged slightly, "Once you are a Rogue, you don't normally get the chance to leave. Alive anyway." Not sure what else to say and unsure if she had answered his question.
She was quiet, looking down, wanting to leave the ranks of the Rogues would get her killed if the wrong person found out about it. She was lucky to be welcomed in again after the incident with the Bounty Hunters. She ran her hand through her hair and looked up at him again, taking the conversation away from herself "Who were the others in the photos?"
