[Ginia is glad when they're out of the alley, drifting away naturally to put a bit more space between them. It's nothing personal and she has a hunch he'll understand. They are dangerous and still a potential danger to each other even at a neutral rest.

Yet with all that known, he wouldn't be a bad ally. She knows what he's capable of, he knows the same. Channel that wavelength toward a shared target, they could work together. Military of some type, she's more certain now. Trained, has some control because he's the one that stopped the fight, not her.]

What are you looking to replace? [Ginia stops herself, holds up a hand and pulls a wry smile.] Not looking for a gear list because I won't give you mine, but the basics. I'm looking for sources and I'm not opposed to sharing.

[There's an underlying "but..." in that statement. There always is. Nothing is free in the world.

For now, she leaves things hanging because there are still a few food carts. Judging from the lines, fast and decent too.]

You in a hot dog mood or burritos? Or both, I'm not judging.