At this rate she's liable to get a reputation. Not that she cared. She had a much worse reputation back in Chicago. You didn't talk about the Ragged Lady without a touch of fear in your voice. Even if she was on your side.
"This place isn't so bad." She stopped hunching and hiding as much, just leaning against him now instead of hiding against him. "At least most of the windows have glass, and they wrangle the meth heads to one corner. I didn't have to worry about what sort of tentacle thing was going to come walking through in the middle of the night." Living near Undertown in Chicago made for interesting times.