-scowls-
The brotherhood of assassins.
As you should know templar whore..

-looks up very slightly-
....
Hmm. Brotherhood of assasins...?
Templar?
Sorry, I think you have the wrong girl.
-lifts hand, presses away blade gently-

-presses blade harder-
I somehow doubt it....Tracy correct..?
-growls lowly-

-doesn't pull hand away, just lets it bleed-
Mmhm. Trasey Marie Wells.
-keeping calm-

Then you are who i am looking for.
-glares-
Now why did you sell the information to the templars..

-thinks-
....
I haven't sold anything.
-shrugs-
I'm sorry, you can kill me, but you'll have innocent blood on your hands.

-steps back,frowns and hides blade again-
...
-intense stare-

That's neat.
-motions to blade-
-stares back-

-flinches back, suprised-
Ye...es?
-now that he isnt in assassins mode, seems timid-

-inhales, doesn't know if she should truly relax yet-
Mind if I wrap my hand up...?
-doesn't break eye contact-

Yes.
-nods-
If you need to...
-rumages through his backpack,hands her some gauze-

-catches it, finally looks away to wrap hand-
So.
Someone has framed me.
-speaks as she works-

Seems so.
Its not my job to gather that information.
-shrugs, takes a step back-

-raises brow-
Well you can't leave me.
-small laugh-
What happens if one of your friends comes along and doesn't believe me?

-bristles-
...i have to stay here then..
-awkward-

-smiles-
Looks like it.
...Or you could take me to your headquarters...
So you could explain to them that I've been framed.