Oh, he’d welcome the help carrying such a heavy bag, but his pride and worry said otherwise. He hoped that she would grow bored while following him and disappear, prayed that she wouldn’t stick along long enough to see just where this bag was going, but deep down he knew better. She was as stubborn as he could be and him asking her to leave him be would just spark her curiosity more.
“I am capable of carting it myself…why are you here?”
If Sarah knew his thoughts, she would agree! She would be far more curious than before and would definitely stay at his side. In actuality, she would remain at his side regardless if he told her what he was doing or not. So here she was, with the cloak of darkness, the chill of the breeze at their bodies and curiosity reaching a peak.
When questioned, Sarah furrowed her brows and placed a hand on her hip, “What am I doing here? What are you doing lurking around hauling off this heavy bag? Now, before you are going to the Gallows, who.. is this for?” A thought crossed her mind as her lovely gaze hardened, “You’re not doing some Templar’s dirty work, are you?"
No, she wasn’t leaving his side, with each step he took, she was right next to him.
Let’s face it, Orsino, you’ve got an accomplice.