Thanks," Hailey replied. "But I'm fine; really."
"Okay," Alana wasn't convinced, but nodded anyway because she didn't want to push. There was a slightly awkward silence for several seconds until she decided to break it. "What brings you down here anyway?"
Hailey stiffened slightly and the look of pain on her face changed to guilt. She looked at the floor and mumbled something that sounded suspiciously like 'nothing', but she wasn't sure.
"What?"
Hailey glanced up, then looked down again before answering. "I was hoping to borrow a knife?"
"Sure, what for?"
"The market is - or at least can be - dangerous. I just wanted it for protection."
"Makes sense to me," Alana smiled and pointed to where they had stashed the weapons they'd gathered from the attack over Gralden. "They're just o
