Eve looked over the body with a keen eye, touching it's hand, checking out the eyes and even feeling the dead man' blood between her fingers. She bit her lip as she thought over the situation and remembering something that made her curse.

"Damnit. This guy looks to be killed by a Blackguard," she hummed, looking sour. "I am not sure if you know about them. But they are said to be the... well Nilfgaard version of you guys. Only more brutal, thuggish and with no regard for morals. It's when you take the worst kind of criminals of Nilfgaard - whom have the most skewered sense of patriotism."

"I hear these guys are into all sorts of weird stuff. Poisoning crops, raping children, using exotic chemicals to bomb churches and hospitalet," she spoke, shuttering at the idea. "They take any weapon and use any tactic to get victory. If that means releasing a casket of plague into a nearby water source - they will do it."

Eve tapped her medallion, looked momentarily focused as she looked over the man. "As for cause of death - beyond total body death. Throat burned by acid, asphyxiation," she said, leaving the side of the body and heading to an empty corner. There she started heaving heavily, looking disrupted by the memory - looking and appearing to be a mix of physically ill and sobbing.

"Uhh... boss, I'll take the body away," spoke one Blue Stripes, taking the body and leaving Roche alone with Eve.