"Hi Joe," Neva replies quietly.

Nox follows him her fur on end.

Zero pauses onve they were clear of the town, glancing back at Nox. "Is something the matter?"

"I asked a couple of informates from that time that the poison was first introduced," Nox answers, "It's called Manaquin. I also found out where and when it was used before."

"I'm listening..." Zero carefully replied, ears peaked in interest.

"Manaquin was used in a mass murder about seventy-five years ago. A train got hit by it. It turned the people to living statues basically. The process was unreseverable. The police thought they got it all but they missed a crate which is stored somewhere in the docks. That's all I was told," Nox explains.

Zero twitched his tail. "Is there any chance you informed the police in the tip?"

"Yes I wrote everything I knw down," Nox responds with shoulders slumping.

Zero nodded steadily. "Then why do you look so uneasy?"

"I guess it's just now sinking in that I have no where to turn to," Nox answers, "I'm a wanted criminal who is being hunted by my former guildmates. And if for some reason you and I choose to go our seperate ways I'll be completly alone.''

Zero glanced to the side briefly, as if considering something. After a moment, he let out a sigh and met Nox's gaze again. I'm going to regret this later... He reflected before speaking.
"Who said we had to go seperate ways?" He asked.