If only I’d listened…’ Camille said, letting her voice trail off. There was a soft knock at the door, interrupting whatever Lorette had been abo...t to say. Olaf entered, carrying a large tray, laden with what was presumably to be their breakfast. Camille frowned, wondering what it was the man was doing there so early. After setting the tray upon the table in the corner, he held a chair out, meeting Camille’s eyes expectantly. His startling gaze compelled her to take the proffered seat, if a bit. I already called her andshe insists that I stay with you."She turned red as my face turned to stone. Talking to my greatest enemybehind my back, trying to sneak out of town without even speaking tome... My throat filled with a lump and I was forced to breathe softlyuntil it cleared. "I see. Okay, this is what we'll do then. I'll stayout of your way as much as I can. You monitor me as much as you feelyou need to." Debbie, I..." She shook her head in confusion. "I can live with that,of course.. She flashed me a wide smile, and chuckled "Well look at that cutie! Gosh, Ken, look how pretty he's dressed himself up!" Ken, of course, had also entered the room where I stood, still frozen. Ken sized me up and down and grinned. Still blushing, I think I managed to stutter "Thank you".Sophie walked over to me, and looked me deep into my eyes, while holding my chin. She turned to my wife, and said "I think he's a bit shy today". She kept eye contact, while she and Ken moving around to "inspect". So she was generally forced to keep to herself.The half-human, half-Chozo bounty hunter lived a lonely existence. No friends, no family, just the job. She made a generous living fulfilling contracts to hunt and usually kill all manner of criminals who had managed to elude proper authorities or otherwise prove to be a thorn in the side of the Galactic Federation.Over the years she had racked up quite a body count and actually managed to save the galaxy more than once. She'd already made enough.