She squinted her eyes slightly, half hiding her steely blue gaze behind long black lashes. There was a glint and a sparkle in her eyes that signified the thrill of danger, her natural curiosity stretched to the breaking point - or both. She puckered her lips slightly in response.
"I'll leave the answer to you, Mister Doe. Ask yourself - What do you think?"
She gave him a brief bright white smile and followed him into the workshop, as silent as a ghost. Only his footsteps echoed through the workshop as she followed him as silently as his own shadow with her curious gaze wandering over the equipment, tools and merchandise. She alternated between walking on his right and left side, each time forcing him to look behind her to the other side in moments when he wanted to make sure she was still following him.
As they entered the secret workshop, the mute surprise on her face became more apparent. She even decided to examine one of the uniforms more closely, even running her left palm over it - perhaps to assess the material it was made of. She then folded it with movements practiced over the years, placed it back on the rack neatly and continued to follow her companion with a quietly amused expression.
"I hope you are not here to have your suit made for our next trip, Mister Doe. They know their craft here, but I would not have anything but purely work clothes made here."
