"I am no Imperial," I growl.
"Yes I would like to hear this as well." I say sitting back down on the be but not lying down.
"Alright then. Why don't we go on a walk, stop by the Imperials' offices. If you really aren't one no one there will care."
I look at the floor. "Don't, Amelia."
"You have the choice, tell us the truth or we're going to the station. If you didn't have anything to hide you would come with me willingly."
"Fine. I am running from the Imperials."
"I knew it," I smirked. "Now why are you doing something like that? You'll have a price on your head for the rest of you short life."
"Let me guess, the Imp's were getting too much for you to handle and you realized that a war will result in the destruction of the nation?"
I look from Amelia to Bowie, and back again. "Why I am running is not of importance. All that matters is I am."
"So I was right." I say crossing my arms.
"No, you're not," I say coldly.
"Uh huh sure."
"Reina, what's even the point of being secretive? It's better to just tell us so we can help you."
"Who said I wanted help? Because I don't."
"Maybe you dont want help but you need it."
"No, I don't. I'm fine on my own. I can take care of myself."
"Until the imps catch you, then what?"
"Hmm" I take my Karambit and start spinning it in my hand. "No Imp is stepping foot in this hospital."
"Put that down. You are going to hurt yourself. Plus she is an ex imp."
"emphasis on the EX imp and I'm not going to hurt myself," I say still spinning the knife in my hand.