Evangeline clinks the glass and takes a deep drink. A strange grimace appears on her face, followed by a barely audible cough.
"Still a strange drink, Master Otto..." She clears her throat. "No, I wished to speak of other things as well." She tilts her head, "I've noticed your absence from the city of late." She smirks slightly, "I never expected this day to come, but I actually find myself missing the presence of one associated with the syndicate."
"Has everything been quite alright?" She pulls out a small metal sphere, and tosses it up and down a few times, "Is there an oppressor in need of an explosion?"
"Still a strange drink, Master Otto..." She clears her throat. "No, I wished to speak of other things as well." She tilts her head, "I've noticed your absence from the city of late." She smirks slightly, "I never expected this day to come, but I actually find myself missing the presence of one associated with the syndicate."
"Has everything been quite alright?" She pulls out a small metal sphere, and tosses it up and down a few times, "Is there an oppressor in need of an explosion?"
