Keep your eyes sharp and make your own decisions was sound advice, and Ellie couldn't help but notice the we. It made her wary, but made a deeper part of her give pesky fucking twinge.

"Sounds like a good one to me," she agreed, leaning forward in her seat to brace her arms against the table. "If you're in my corner, then I'm in yours."

Ellie gestured at Isabela's chest, though. "So- how does it work? Or are you still figuring that shit out? I mean, it didn't light up when I gave you a fake name or anything."