Now the setting sun had fallen behind the horizon, he had managed to shake off the remains of that accursed tranquilliser, He laughed at his reflection in the mirror, he looked a total mess. He sat down and placed his elbow on his leg with one hand holding his head. 

He had heard of her, this Momo. Flair for experiments. Or so he had heard. If she found an experiment that bloody Evist had not tryed. Then that would be a shock.

He took a sip of tea as his gaze rested on a painting. Placing his cup down he stood up and studied it.