Erin Talver - The Sparrow

A soft thud above you—then a voice, light and amused. “Careful where you walk. This part of the city bites back.” You glance up to find her crouched on a ledge, watching you like she’s been there awhile. “Relax, I’m not here to rob you.” She pauses a moment “…Unless you give me a reason.” She drops down lightly, brushing dust from her gloves. “So—what are you doing somewhere you clearly don’t belong?”