Two Thieves an ErrorInk story

Weapons

As I prepared weapons for the murder, Error walked in.
"Hello." I said.
"Hi... we haven't gotten to talk much. I also haven't given you a proper introduction have I?"
I smiled.
"It's alright. Are you excited?" I asked.
He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him.
I felt my cheeks grow hot at the sudden contact. He then let go.
"Ink, have you ever done this before?" He asked.
"You watched me take down those two guards yesterday. You tell me." I told him as I went back to the weapons.
  He helped me. I learned a lot about him. He grew up a peasant with no family but when he was eighteen he found his group.
  As for me, I've always been with my group. My mother was killed when I was young. I don't remember her. And I am content with that.
  After a while he decided to get closer to me. I just continued to sharpener knife. My whip was on my belt so I had two weapons in range if he tried anything.
  "Are you a witch?" He asked.
   That took me by surprise. He couldn't see the markings on my torso and arms. I made sure of it.
  "Um... why...?" I asked.
  I'm nervous now. They burn witches. I mean, my magic is much more powerful than the villagers but if I was caught my group would have to move.
  "Nobody can pull off that glare spell. Also, your Magic's color is one that is only found in high level spells. Either you're a witch or an abomination." He said.
   "...I'm... a thief. I may have witch magic but I am a thief. And it is not your concern." I told him.
  He stayed silent for a moment and showed me his markings. He's a warlock?
  I gave him a gentle smile.
  "Well, I guess we do have something in common." I chuckled.
  I picked up A sword.
  "What is your weapon of choice?" I asked.
  "Hm, that's a tough one. I'd have to say my strings. I'm not trained well in hand to hand combat." He said.
  "Mine is my knife." I told him.
  I started to get anxious after I said that. He was so close to me. Almost to close. I don't like it. I started to feel a sharp pain in my head. Dammit not now.
  I put my skull in my hands and groaned. Error looked at me with a worried expression on his face.
  "What happened!?" He asked.
  My vision started to blur...