Cian/Ash/Lea
"I am on vacation," she retorted, kicking some guy to get him moving in the direction he needed to be and out of her way. "I was trying to go dancing." And realized that you would probably be here since shit was going to hell, she added silently.
"I'm not doing shit about this. I just wanted to make sure you weren't getting your ass tossed against another paling." She turned to Lea and squinted. Ci was right - the Mist was too damn thick to see much of anything. "The warehouses are lost here. Unless you got something up your sleeve?"
Which wasn't an improbably possibility, considering who she was talking to. She just hoped that she wasn't going to have to be dragged into it.