[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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[She's been spinning a lot of silk, which means more hunting than usual]
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[He assumes she wouldn't take anything beyond her limit - that she likes challenges when she finds them.]
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[Not that he doesn't spend his life doing similar.]
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A photograph.
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Different kind of exposed?
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A kind of exposed I would not like getting out.
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How much are they blackmailing you for?
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[She sits down, finally, at her vanity, and reaches underneath. She pulls out one vest, dark and slick of a strange silk.]
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[Flatly. Obviously that's not all it is - he holds out a hand to see.]
But it's unlikely to stop there. They'll want panties next.
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[She hands it over. The fabric has a density to it that its appearance doesn't suggest]
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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?
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I'll make these. If they ask for too much, I'll take action.
[Of course, it costs her little, but it does cost someone in the City their life, since the protein in her silk is from what she eats]
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(he should research spiders)]
All you need is a chip of equal value. You can look for that whether you're taking action or not.
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