Grocery Chopping [Catherine, Edelo]

She felt her heart rate plummet with that statement. Either this guy was genuinely that stupid and wholesome, or she's met an incredible liar. Either way, she felt a lurch in her chest to say something, her arms lightly braiding the pole to keep it stable, light pulsations of green light pulling at her feet, "Damn, that's a quick way to get taken advantage of. Hopping in to help people all the time isn't the best move, unless you're just stupid."

A bit of a scowl took her face, narrowed eyes watching his every movement in front of him, "How the hell do you even function?"

Oh...

With that explanation, it seemed like the blocks clicked together in Catherine's mind, her suspicious scowl lightening up a bit into a more neutral, rounded-eye expression. That dispelled a lot of questions going through her mind, so she was dealing with some naive little- well, big- farm boy. Sure he might be on the more gullible and vulnerable side for her tastes, but even she felt a bit bad being so snappy.

"Well be more careful with who you throw your back out to, never a good idea to work for free." She'd state with clicking teeth and a roll of the eyes, "Too many guys in this world hungry to hook guys like you in and hollow you out til you've got less than nothing."

Her labored steps came closer and closer to their destination, smelling the sea all the stronger as boats of varying sizes came into view.

Tch, so miserably naive to think she was looking out for him... She didn't give a damn what he did between now and some sucker snatching him up and bleeding him dry, it was more a courtesy from experience than worry for the innocent, but the fact he took it as such told her more about him than he could've ever realized.

He better pray and holler to whatever god he believed in that he never needed her services.

"What?" She was caught a little off guard by the question as they entered a flow of people, the smell of busywork abundant in the chattering river of people, "Oh. Yeah, guess you can say that. Didn't stay there for long; I started traveling young."

Yeah, that was just enough information to give. Nothing identifying or incriminating, nothing that could be used against her. Perfectly useless and safe to give.

Hm, he stopped being so chatty. Good, she guessed, but some part of her was a bit disappointed for some irrational, stupid, monkey-brained reason she couldn't conjure. She'll probably mentally unpack it between stimulants and work like she normally did, she supposed. Soon the two were at their destination - a rather decently sized boat that looked more like a sleek fortress than anything meant for carrying cargo or simply living in, clearly reinforced and cared for with a professional hand, but it was on the more unconventional side of modifications - though it wouldn't look too strange to passerbys or the incurious, it had it's strange details here and there that would get a cock of the head.

"Uh, thanks." She'd say as she'd pull the groceries onto the deck, pushing some bags toward the freezer compartment, a labored sigh as the burden was finally relieved of her. Looking down at Edelo from the railing, she seemed to think for a moment, rejected the thought, but reconsidered,

"Name's Catherine, by the way." She finally introduced, slowly peeling from the railing, "..You're a nice guy, Edelo. Don't let that fuck you over. Cya."