no matter how dark the world

I'm a lady, like whoa
I could bring you to your knees

Weaver looks at the items in the market with a far more practical standpoint. What could she take back to Halo? What would keep through Deepfrost? Weaver’s mind was always running through the useful things, the practical things, having lived a whole life of simply trying to survive. They learned how to use everything, how to waste nothing, and she can never quite turn off that part of her.

She gives him a slight grin as he figures out where she is going. ”Perhaps, though I am thinking more of a standing arrangement. I am always interested in information, particularly where the portals are concerned, or Halo, though it’s always hard to be sure just what might be useful. Perhaps, if you are thinking of digging into secrets anyway, there might be something mutually beneficial in it?” She is not sure what he might like in return, or what she could offer, but it certainly didn’t hurt to ask.

weaver

get you kicked out the Garden of Eden