[It's a kind of armour. That tells him something - willing blackmailers vulnerable enough to need bullet proof vests.]
One day I'll bore you with how pointless weapons in this city really are. [He holds onto the vest for now, leaning against the edge of her vanity.] What are you planning to do?
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One day I'll bore you with how pointless weapons in this city really are. [He holds onto the vest for now, leaning against the edge of her vanity.] What are you planning to do?