"It's not quite that simple," replied Dagger, with a tone of resignation. She'd long ago come to accept that fact that, more often than not, she would be watched, and followed. Of course, she hadn't let that stop her from occasionally sneaking out into to town. Still the same old white-mage garb, but it seemed to do the trick.

A pause. "If you want to get out, you can't tell anyone, they'll just insist on following." and then she craned her head back, so that she could look up at him.