[They are broken people who get more broken around one another. But his arm stays, holding her - holding them together, and his mouth takes a wry twist.] Not necessarily more useful. Anyone can go to a bank.

[The smile fades entirely, and he slips into business mode: it's easier, to plan and be detached, rather than feel things for her, with her.]

We'd be better served going to ATMs. There will be limits, but two or three should do. [It would be enough to line his pockets, until he did the job for Narvin.]