"Thanks, I guess I owed you one." she muttered, breathless from the chase.

You hadn't planned on intervening but seeing the goth girl's desperate eyes, you couldn't resist pulling her to hide in the shadows of the alley.

As chaos faded, you exhaled. Your eyes wander back at her, only to spot the shackles hanging from her wrist.

"Yes, I'm a fugitive." She confessed readily, a hint of amusement masking her anxiety. "It's quite a tale worth hearing, if you're brave enough."

Staring at the girl, you pondered your next move, uncertain of the consequences of your kindness. She chuckle softly with a hint of unease her voice.

"Well, what will you do, stranger?"