Nancy Gama & Marcos Diaz ”I know the moving around a lot, but I did it while in the same city.” Nancy left out the fact it was almost every night where she was moving around. Elvis and Keta were always offering her a room to stay, but she didn’t want to be the mooch who couldn’t hold down a job because of what may happen if she got hurt or because she had to cut out early to help with a demon problem. Rather than stay with them, Nancy bounced around from different beds by sleeping with random people, psych wards, and sometimes just from sleeping on the street.
A snort that was very unlady like had left Nancy, but she didn’t really care how it looked. The idea of her needing to watch her back was amusing; however, she did understand where he was coming from. ”No need to worry. I don’t need to watch my back I’m quite capable of taking care of myself,” and that was very much the truth. While Nancy figured he’d probably assume she knew self defense or had powers like most, she knew he’d never guess the real reason. No one really knew about her being a demon vessel. “Maybe, but I don’t know. I’m still trying to adjust to a new world probably should do that before traveling somewhere that isn’t home.”
At the bell, Nancy moved to stand up, nodding at his comment. ”Eh we shall see, but nah, the same goes for you,” she replied before walking off to her next date.