The girl walks in. She has black hair, cut short, and some scars on her face that she must have kept deliberately; she's thin and kind of short and scowling. 

"Well?"

"Hey. Your buddies all got busted out, did you know?"

Blink. " - sure."

"You get news here or you saw it coming?"

"Not a lotta news here."

"Why'd they leave you behind?"

"Maybe this place has more security."

"Didn't exactly background check me."

"Well, maybe you're my ticket out. Are you?"

"Got a list of things I wanna know if you were in on." She reads them off.

"Who do you work for?"

"I might be too chaotic to work for people. Were you in on those?"

"Sure I was."

"Very busy life you lead. Who was paying you?"

"Whoever I had at the point of a sword."

"D'you think the security here is good enough to keep them all off you?"

"Oh, absolutely not."

"That's rough.

Where's the treasure?"

"Do I look stupid?"

"You can tell whoever shows up next you gave the location to somebody already, maybe they'll leave in a hurry, try to beat me there."

"I'm sure you'll leave me here to tell your competition all about it."

"I'm chaotic good."

"Pretty sure good people can kill evil people if they feel like it. Fighting evil, that's like, what paladins are all about, right?"

"Sure, they're allowed to go underground and murder my whole family if they want, it sours me on the subject."

"Huh."