[she has a Look on her face. it is the look of someone who is not surprised and yet who cannot begin to comprehend her life. she wonders how eridan has survived this long being so completely unprepared and reckless. she wonders just how much dumb luck one person can have.

she tries very hard not to laugh. ]

It's lucky, then, that I can both fly blow things up with my hands. I can see now why you called me.

[she eyes his handgun; subtle, from the corner of her eye. it's a nice gun, she has to admit.]

You're paying. For dinner, I mean. Try not to die on me.

[she turns her attention back to the floor numbers. close now, she thinks and rolls her shoulders, the bones popping and cracking. her rate quickens. inside her gloves, her palms are damp. she holds her breath, blinks once and exhales. the floor number stops and rose glances at eridan with her eyebrow raised. ]

Royalty first.