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Quimbry did everything in her power to keep her jaw from dropping to the floor. She'd answered only a few seemingly meaningless questions, and now Nick had enough information to write a book on her. Not to mention that she hadn't said anything about her age, yet he still managed to guess it almost on-the-dot. Lies wouldn't help now, she'd already given him too much to go by. He would see it coming from a mile away.

"Does that sound about right?" He asked with an amused look on his face.

Quimbry shut her eyes and grumbled almost inaudibly, "You should have told me that you were some sort of shrink. I'd have been a bit more careful if you had." She stared straight at the man. He must've been only a bit older than her, judging by his response. He was however, far more cunning. "You got me. But don't think that'll get you any farther in the whole 'code' situation." Now that she knew what Nick was capable of, she under no circumstances wanted to be stuck with him for much longer. Anything that she said could be turned against her in some way.

"Now that you've asked all your questions," Quimbry muttered, "Don't your friends need you or something?"