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“If you take a nap, I’ll be more then happy to keep a eye on you so you don’t have to worry about anything.” Crossfire replied, easing himself as he stared into the lit flames which slowly shifted to a light blue. “Ah wonderful blue flames, don’t they bring about such +

“The mother of my daughter died fighting a pointless war for these humans, as for my daughter… she is unable to feel pain, I can’t either as I inherited some of her quirk by being around her… it’s the reason we harbour no reason to care if harm befalls us.” Crossfire +

“We have different definitions of cute, yet I often don’t see myself as human… all I see myself as, is a weapon of war, using skills given to me at birth to make sure my daughter lives a carefree and happy life without the struggles I went through.” Crossfire says softly +

Crossfire certainly felt the shift, but he didn’t care much for it… whatever happened, just happened and who was he to start asking questions when he was the one who asked for her help. He did however start picking up his equipment, but left his small little rooftop camping +

“Four horsemen of the apocalypse, okay yeah I can understand why you find humans pathetic then… it seems like it would be by nature at that.” The man says softly, pulling out flask with his free hand and taking a swing from it and then offering some to her. “Fireball whisky +

“Yes I am a assassin but like nobody every tries to cash in on it, because one I have bullets that can nullify most abilities to some extent.” Crossfire says, grabbing a pistol and then tossing towards her and smirking. “Four coming up the staircase, kill them and ++

“A spotter is someone who calls the range for a sniper, but having someone watch my back kinda makes this better given the type of people who are after me.” Crossfire then thinks about what she had asked, taking a deep breath and soon replying with a very basic answer. +