She takes the jacket, shrugging into it without a word. He'd probably argue if she said no, and seeing the way he ducked away from her reaction to his scars--she doesn't want to make him argue.
The jacket is ridiculously big on her, but what else is new?
She chews her lip for a second, before making a decision. Deep breath. Brace for rejection. "My coven and I got picked up for running a sympathy scam."
A pause, as she realizes he has absolutely no idea what she means by that. "My parents kicked me out, like three years ago now. I lived on the street for a while, first in New York, then in Philadelphia. In Philly, I met up with this coven, a bunch of street bards like me, and... We did this thing where we would sing together, cast a group spell, to manipulate people. Get them to give us more money when we were busking, shit like that. It's super illegal. A felony. Cops caught half of us. My aunt got me out, used some of her boss's pull. That's how I ended up with her."
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The jacket is ridiculously big on her, but what else is new?
She chews her lip for a second, before making a decision. Deep breath. Brace for rejection. "My coven and I got picked up for running a sympathy scam."
A pause, as she realizes he has absolutely no idea what she means by that. "My parents kicked me out, like three years ago now. I lived on the street for a while, first in New York, then in Philadelphia. In Philly, I met up with this coven, a bunch of street bards like me, and... We did this thing where we would sing together, cast a group spell, to manipulate people. Get them to give us more money when we were busking, shit like that. It's super illegal. A felony. Cops caught half of us. My aunt got me out, used some of her boss's pull. That's how I ended up with her."
She looks down and shrugs. "So. Yeah."