One of a few drabbles I've written for LoEM - depending on the response, maybe I'll post the others, so let me know what you think in the comments!

Perhaps the hardest thing for a thief to master was minding his own business, and Eli didn't intend to. After all, the first rule of thievery was to mind your own business, as well as everyone else's. Especially when the everyone else in question were your friends and team mates, Eli thought, glancing over his shoulder at Josef and Nico. It was abundantly clear to everyone except Josef how the girl felt about him. Powers, even that self-centered, oath-obsessed spiritualist girl had probably noticed. Normally, Eli considered it his duty, and indeed his pleasure to point out the obvious things that the swordsman occasionally missed. But Eli knew that there were some topics he ought to avoid if he knew what was good for him, his team, and his bounty. And Nico was generally one of them. But Eli was a thief at heart, and sometimes he just couldn't help himself.

Eli waited until they set up camp to make his move, asking Nico politely if she wouldn't mind scouting the area. She had shrugged and slipped off into the shadows. Eli waited a few minutes to be sure that she was out of earshot before turning to Josef.
"I've been thinking about some things, lately," he began.
"That's a first," Josef interrupted. Eli glared at him and tried again.
"Did you ever think about what you're going to do with the rest of your life? "
"I'm not following you," Josef said. Eli tried not to roll his eyes. Josef being dense in regards to such subjects was only to be expected.
"What about settling down? Getting married or something. Starting a family."
"I think you should have thought of that before you went and got a bounty on your head."
Eli groaned inwardly with frustration. He wasn't talking about himself. Josef was not helping.
"Well, what about you, then? Your bounty's nowhere near as big as mine."
Josef snorted. "Who'd marry me? Besides, becoming the world's greatest swordsman is a full time occupation."
"Well, what if you fell in love?" Even Eli winced at how ridiculous that sounded. Josef ignored him.
"What if someone fell in love with you?" He tried again.
"Look," Josef said, turning to glare at Eli, "I don't know where this is coming from all of a sudden, but it's going to stop. We are going to forget this conversation ever happened. I made a decision a long time ago to become the world's greatest swordsman, and I'm sticking to it, no matter what the consequences. And besides, life on the run doesn't exactly leave time for that sort of thing."
Eli sighed, but he couldn't let Josef have the last word.
"Just remember, Josef," he began. "The last place a man looks-"
"Is under his own feet." Nico finished. Eli and Josef spun to find her hovering at the edge of camp. Eli hadn't heard her come back. He wondered how much she'd heard.
"Who are we hiding from?" she asked taking a step toward them, looking slightly confused. Eli stole a glance at Josef who was staring at Nico like he'd never seen her before. Or never really seen her, Eli thought, suppressing a snicker.
"No one, Nico," He said walking past her and clapping her on the shoulder on the way by, sending her stumbling into Josef. "We're not hiding at all."

Thanks for reading!
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