Eden walked into The Malt seeming rather out of place. The heavy atmosphere made her feel uncomfortable the moment she stepped through the door. The people who stayed at the bar were very few and they seemed rather flighty. It made her unease and her usual cheerful look had dulled. It wasn't long before she realized that the reason for this was Donovan.

It felt like she was meeting a stranger and it quickly reminded her of the stories told by the others. She cringed slightly at the thought of it all being true and not a misunderstanding. Slowly she walked up to him and managed to give a cheerful smile despite her discomfort. "Hey Don." she greeted him as she slipped onto a bar stool. "I see what you mean about business being slow." She added in, sweeping her gaze over the few people there.

They stared over at her in amazement, likely thinking her to be rather brave to approach this man so casually. However, they didn't look for longer and no one dared to approach her for the fear of angering Donovan. She even caught the eye of a man who gave her a sympathetic look before taking a long drink from his mug.