Janus momentarily freezes at the lanky woman with the bleeding lips.
“Don’t you have a name?”
“Well..We could call you Ashley for now..”
A woman of few words, Janus would eventually find the wry and curt woman comforting at the most inconvenient of times.
Why she was there at all was still a mystery.
Maybe she was lonely.
Or maybe she looked for someone just as hidden as she.