Kiden shrugs at the mere thought that anything in this alley, or city, belongs to her. Even when she ran around with the crusties back in the day, while they were territorial, she was less so, willing to share with those who didn't scrape up enough to fill their bellies. They had to look out for each other because nobody else would. To this day, Kiden's still living by that principle, but Steph doesn't look hard up or in need of whatever's to be found in the garbage, so Kiden's still left wondering what Steph really wants.
"There's nothing in here." That's partially a lie. Kiden hasn't found anything worthwhile so far, but there's still so much more paper to dig through.
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Kiden shrugs at the mere thought that anything in this alley, or city, belongs to her. Even when she ran around with the crusties back in the day, while they were territorial, she was less so, willing to share with those who didn't scrape up enough to fill their bellies. They had to look out for each other because nobody else would. To this day, Kiden's still living by that principle, but Steph doesn't look hard up or in need of whatever's to be found in the garbage, so Kiden's still left wondering what Steph really wants.
"There's nothing in here." That's partially a lie. Kiden hasn't found anything worthwhile so far, but there's still so much more paper to dig through.