[ She laughs again, the sound bright and sunny. Warm. It's hard to stay annoyed, despite the fact that she'd put an awful image in his head regarding Geels. Normally, he would be sour about it but the high from the heist and well, her good humor, is keeping his mood in the positive. ]

That I don't doubt.

[ He's never worried about her keeping secrets. Even if he sometimes jibes her about it. She always keeps it close to the chest, lips sealed.

After she orders, he steps up next to her to pay for dinner–he did say he would. They end up waiting a bit and once they have their food, head a winding way back to the Slat. Mostly so they could avoid the areas where the watch tended to pass through. Just because they had been in the clear earlier doesn't mean they were staying that way. A troop could always loop back. ]

I figure Van Eck's annoyance will drop off after a few months. It'll be easier to find a fence then.