Lara shivered a little as he traced her bruises. "This time? Thieves on the outskirts of a little no name town down the coast." She shrugged. "For some reason they thought I'd stolen some of their loot from a job we did together." She murmured, pressing back a little into his questing fingers. "They were right, of course, but they were planning on killing the people that hired us to do the job in the first place and well...murder is bad for repeat business." The sentence ended on a little shuddering sigh as he pressed again, and she shifted in the bath to face him. "It could have been worse."