She doesn't need help. Not if you asked her. She was sure of that. She made enough money, she had friends, she had the boys, the coven. There wasn't any sort of other job she was qualified for. She'd never been to school a day in her life, and though going into sex work hadn't been her decision, remaining in it was. Or so she liked to think.

A familiar voice calls out and she looks up. "Killian," she says with a smile. "Fancy seeing you here." He was a pirate. Of course he was down by the water. Just as she was.

She moves closer, heels clicking on the pavement. "Been a while. Where've you been?"