[Hayley watches the transition in Lex's expression and silent revels in it. It seems like it's been too long since she has actually been able to adequately rile someone. While not exactly her intention, it's a reassuring sign that she can still do what she needs to do when she needs to do it. But then he takes it too far too quickly.

Or maybe she has. The girl's rusty here and she doesn't have the resources to prepare as well, the opportunity to avoid people, the ability to predict their weaknesses before they even know her. She feels trapped to a certain extent and that only makes her less inclined to trust than she already is naturally.

His gaze doesn't rile her in the slightest and their time together there, still in a sea of movement, actually gives her a moment to appreciate his size. Not just his size, exactly, but his grandeur and charisma. Lex has something that most of the other people she's met here don't have and it draws her like a moth to a flame.]

Help? No. If you have a job you want to offer me, then we can talk about it, but I don't really need money.

[Hayley shifts her bag on her shoulder, sliding the bulk of it farther behind her back, an unconscious response to the mention of money and her thoughts to what she's spent today.

She pulls her lower lip between her teeth for a moment, then gives a seemingly embarrassed smile, a bit like a girl with a crush.]

I'm looking for.. a friend, who can maybe.. teach me some things.