Private Finished You Again?

Hah'en was a good fighter and this man's half-baked insult didn't really affect her. She didn't need his validation and his opinion was meaningless to her, and it showed how minimally she reacted to his words.
"Here I am, indeed, and here I go."
Hah'en said in a disinterested voice and continued walking, not sparing the man another glance. But she just knew this thief was going to follow her...

Hah'en was now aware that the man had an ability that made people believe his words. When the man said those words, 'It's not what it looks like', the night Hah'en had stopped him sprung to mind. He had said those words in the sentence that had almost forced Hah'en to believe him, and he hadn't used them after that when he hadn't used his ability. And now, when the man said he could get away with a lot of things, Hah'en believed him. Sincerely believed him. Hah'en frowned and glanced at the man while they walked. Was that phrase somehow linked to his ability? Must've been, because he had most probably used it on Hah'en just now. Hah'en clicked her tongue again, angry that she had been manipulated like that. But at least the man hadn't made Hah'en believe anything more absurd.
But just in case Hah'en created a small cloud of her thinnest mist, enough to cover herself. She would not let the man affect her again.
"I would've believed in your ability to get away with a lot of things even without you using that petty trick of yours"
Hah'en said with a small eye roll as she kept walking. She wasn't going to turn the man in anyway, what he did now was none of her business. As long as he didn't get in Hah'en's way she had no reason to get in his way. Besides, if the man was this careless about approaching those that had captured him before then he was going to get caught sooner or later. Probably sooner.

She intrigued him, huh? That wasn't a first. Hah'en was intriguing in many ways to many people. But she hoped this particular thief wasn't intrigued by her, he seemed like a pain.
Well, at least he stopped being fake for few seconds. Hah'en was used to lies and pretense but that didn't mean she liked it.
"What must I do to stop being so intriguing to you?"
Hah'en asked with a sigh.

This man was confusing. One thing the other moment, another one the second. He acted idiotically when he approached Hah'en, but now he yet again proved that he wasn't stupid. Hah'en wasn't hung up on knowing everything she possibly could about others. As long as she could be efficient and quick that was enough for her, and along the way she had just naturally developed a keen sense for people. But Hah'en couldn't quite grasp this thief and it was frustrating her. So, she clicked her tongue quietly once more. Something she had started to do a lot when this man was involved.
But Hah'en had grasped one thing, and that was that this man liked messing with people, messing with her. And, to her utmost regret and frustration, he was succeeding.

"A simple 'you can do nothing' would have been sufficient."
Hah'en said, as the thief basically said that outside pretty much changing the past she wouldn't be able to chase him away. And Hah'en wasn't so desperate that he'd actually try something so ridiculous and dangerous.
"If you insist on sticking to me for now I will give you advice; drop the pretenses and we might be able to have a civilized conversation"
Because if the thief acted genuine and honest Hah'en would have a lot easier time tolerating him, no matter what kind of personality he had. Hah'en held honesty and straightforwardness in high esteem.

"You saw my fight. In which case you already know you are right."
That was one thing Hah'en still felt uncomfortable with. So many people knowing her name now. But they needed to know so possible employers would know who they were hiring, and most of the people would probably more or less forget her name anyway as they moved on to watch the other, more flashy fights on the arena.
"I leave it up to you to decide whether or not you will name yourself, I will most probably keep calling you petty thief nevertheless"
Hah'en smiled for the first time now, a little snarky smile, because believe it or not she could also act like she didn't have a stick up her ass.

There it was. Hah'en had just been waiting for the thief to use a word such as "cute" or "adorable" or anything along those lines, as those words usually were the ones to most frustrate people with Hah'en's disposition. People who were serious and wanted to be taken seriously. Hah'en, once upon a time, had been no exception. She had lost her cool before being called such things by people exactly like this man. But Hah'en had more or less been desensitized to it at this point. She had been called "cute" so many times just for the sake of making her lose her guard that Hah'en was just tired of giving a reaction to it. So she didn't, she just kept walking.

The thief gave Hah'en a name. Adryan Speed. Whether that was a fake name or not didn't really matter to Hah'en, because she was a woman of her word. Adryan was still just a thief to her. Though Hah'en hadn't yet met a person with a surname that had a direct meaning, and one thing came to mind that made a small genuine amused smile rise to Hah'en's face.
"Your magical powers are perfect for a petty thief but your last name does not reflect your abilities in the least."
Hah'en commented and glanced at the thief with a vaguely amused and teasing expression. She saw the sudden grimace on the thief's face and she could guess it wasn't related to her comment. Hah'en could easily guess there was more to the thief, it went without saying, but she wasn't curious enough about him to ask.