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 "Not at all."  Eleni often spoke with a confidence because that was what she was used to,  and her belief in Gaby was no different.  "You sound and look as flawless as the day I met you,  and every day thereafter."  She confirmed,  straightforward and honest.  She could be quite blunt in ways,  but only because she didn't tend to spend a lot of time talking to people these days.  Nobody really wanted a conversation,  not like they tended to do back home.  
            
              Once they'd gotten there,  Eleni struggled to retrieve her phone from a random pocket but,  after a minute or so,  passed it over all the same.  "I am very ready."  She smiled,  more delighted than she was used to,  a glance cast towards the mall.  It was huge!  "Thank you."  

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            "No?" she prompted with a small smile; no, she wasn't fishing for compliments, but in fact, truly interested to know what was going on in the mercenary's mind. Not just regarding this, but about... everything! Everything about her company intrigued Gaby, what could she say —
            
            "Of course. Of course I can," she responded with a smile, nodding her head to her. "We aren't very far, now," she assured the other woman; actually, they were just a few blocks away, now.
            
            So, when they did get at the mall and parked the car, she announced with a small smile: "Ready? For our fashion adventure?" a chuckle escaped her, then she patiently waited for the Greek — so she could save her contact on her phone.

  "Silly is not the word I would use."  She comforted with confidence,  not allowing any talk like that!  She tended to share compliments a lot when the time was right for them,  not always for a cause or a result.  But then again,  she supposed it was because she was always on the move.  If she flirted with someone in Attika,  she was quicky on her way out for her next job—  any affection was fleeting,  said as a passing comment and perhaps shared as a slight infatuation for the time being.  She didn't often think so often about the same person,  with a desire to stay rather than run to the next step.  "Please.  Could you put it into my phone when we stop?  I am not yet fully adept with that function."  She'd only gotten a phone  (  given to her by a client-  she'd accepted it as part of payment  )  because apparently they had maps on them,  which could move while you walked.  Magical stuff.  There were a few phone numbers of random clients that seemed to be regulars,  almost,  but they'd had to teach her how phone calls worked.  Even if she had trust in fate,  there was a blind trust even moreso in Gaby.