Graverobber looked at Lil for a few moments, assessing her, trying to figure out what the hell the girl was even doing: normally blonde girls like her crossed the street when they saw him or any of his colourful entourage.
And this one was a) in a graveyard b) talking to someone who was obviously touching a corpse.
Annoyed, Graverobber took a step forward and snatched the vial back, carefully putting it in his bag and grabbing the Zyringe, turning his back to her as he continued to extract the drug.
"Zydrate," he said simply. She didn't look like the person who needed a sales pitch, but..
"Those little vials make all the pain go away. A cure-all to end-all."