+ jokes, and he taught me to mix the best drinks, I still use his advice when I mix at the Drop…” Ran murmurs more to herself, smiling. “We’re making him proud, that much I know…” she bumps Vi’s shoulder.

Ran nods towards the shower. “The water comes through pipes, and you just turn this faucet and the water comes, like rain…” Ran turns the shower on to show Mizu. “Not as cool as a tub but gets the job done.

“You just make yourself at home, there’s clothes on the wardrobe.” Ran points.

Ran grins. “Oh you think I means dangerous for us? I means dangerous for whoever decides to cross our path…” Ran winks and bumps their shoulders together playfully as they walk back to the apartment.

Ran smiles as they can already feel themselves start to relax. “I’m gonna shower…” They stretch

Ran’s smile softens and their own cheeks turn pink. “Indeed, the company is great.” They say before. “You’re welcome… Now, we should probably get back before it gets dark, it’s dangerous…” Ran say. Is it because they want to spend more alone time with Mizu? Maybe

Ran puts her plate down once she’s done. “I know what’s like to be alone in a place you don’t know, surrounded by people you don’t trust~” They sigh. “I just… Been there and I don’t want anyone to feel like that if I can help…” The explain, smiling as they watch him eat. “Good eh?”

“It would be a shame if it wasn’t…” Ran winks before digging into their own food with gusto. “Also, you’re gonna need someone who knows the area, and I know Zaun like the palm of my hand, the best hiding spots, the people… I have people owing me some favors so we’ll have eyes everywhere~”

“Well I do have a particular set of skills that might be useful to you, and my employer kind of bit the dust a while ago so I’m bored…” Ran winks and elbows him. “It won’t be a burden, and besides, you did say he hurt people so we gotta finish him~” They shrug.

“They made you this way?” Ran frowns softly, thinking about the sentence before it hit them. “One of them is your dad…” It’s not a question. “Look, we may not be able to find the other two but if that man was in the ship with you, he could be out here, and we can go after him…” Ran suggests.

Ran offers a nod. “My boss pays me to kill people sometimes, it’s not my man job but when it needs to be done…” Ran shrugs as a waiter comes to take their orders. Once they order food, they turn back to Mizu. “Why do you need to kill these men?” They ask.

Ran nods at his words. “What type of vow?” Ran asks, holding the door open to him as they walk in, it’s like walking into Japan itself, the whole atmosphere is just like Japan would be. “Wanna pick a table?” She nods towards the spots.

Ran nods, they can understand cultural differences, didn’t mean they agree with it. “Well, they’re all losers~” Ran says simply, smiling. “Here you don’t have to be ashamed of who you are…” she elbows him gently. “If you choose to stay~” Ran says

“Shame? Why shame?” Ran asks, then shrugs. “Well I don’t know you so I don’t have to lie to make you feel better, so everything I say I mean…” She says with a smile and a shrug. “They *are* beautiful, and whoever told you otherwise is a fucking looser~” They say, not minding the crude language.

Ran blinks for a moment, then smiles, cupping his cheeks as their own eyes study his. “Wow dude…” her smile softens. “Won the freaking eye color lottery, they’re so beautiful!” They lean closer, not noticing how close they were until their breaths mingled and Ran blushes, hard. “S-sorry…”

Ran nods as the hop along. “Yeah, he had grey eyes, I like them but it can be a pain when the sun is too bright…” Ran says. “And yours? I can’t see through the glasses…” Ran says as she tries to peer

“There are a few places that sell food from all around the world, specially from Ionian, where my mom is from… My dad is from Zaun so I’m not fully from anywhere…” Ran consider themselves a zaunite but they knew the also had strong Ionian roots.

They guide Mizu towards the restaurant with a smile

+ using, like, what was left of my nerve endings so I can move it, and I feel some thins, like mild textures and warmth…” They explain. “A meal? Oh I know the right place, they make the best soba in town!”

“I don’t remember much about what happened, I was young and I…” She chuckles. “It’s stupid I know, but I caught a Molotov trying to protect someone, the fire melted my hand to the bone…” She says softly. “I don’t remember much because I fainted shortly after but they built the prosthetic +