Her hands came out of her pockets, reaching instinctively to shush him, but caught herself before she actually touched him and instead just took a small step closer.
Close enough now catch a whiff of his cologne over the usual scents of oil, grease, and sweetness. She did her best to ignore it.
"Do you honestly think they don't already know?" she challenged, voice low, encouraging him to follow suit. "How do you think we get away with all? The stealing, the games, the - shows?"