[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=97e23b]Bartholomew Rosecliff[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRdam6axCmm-jqr8GWbK-kyPmSE26hx98vDQiu0iVQ8AT9tII9QzA[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Room 101
[b]Skills:[/b]N/a[/center][hr]
	Bartholomew nodded along carefully as Evelina spoke. So far, these were all things he'd heard from Alicia, that this lady was responsible for their death by some, at least to Bart, incomprehensible means. She also insisted that she was over two thousand years old, which made Bart gawk at her with a look of disbelief and shock. His preconceptions about the possible and impossible seemed to be under constant assault today. He did the only thing he could do, and roll with the punches. Bart took care to match the gaze of Miss Lucas when it landed squarely on him, and tried to keep a neutral, if puzzled, look on his face. He felt some kind of ...fear? No, that wasn't the word. Respect, the more he looked at her. Whatever was going on here, she not only believed to to be totally true, but she took personal responsibility in it.

	He was quite intrigued when she said that she was directly responsible for bringing them all back to life. Of course, his head was immediately flooded with questions of why him, out of the countless people that must exist between the apparently multiple time lines. What made him special, entitled to a second chance? These questions were about to break through, and ring out to her, as she shot down any hope of him getting an answer. This made him angry, not because his curiosity was denied, but because she apparently either didn't care, or see how her choice to bring him back to life was very intimately his business. 

	As she went on about the rules and benefits of their new life, Bart found this anger in him building. He gritted his teeth as he was reminded that he could never return home to his old life. He averted his eyes when she spoke of how torturous it would be to his loved ones to do that to them. As much as he wanted to go back, he understood the world wasn't ready for people returning from the dead. The last time that apparently happened, a worldwide religion started. That thought almost distracted him for a second and made him pause, but he shook it off, knowing it wasn't the time. He didn't allow himself to be distracted by talk of how he wouldn't have to age or get sick any more, though that sounded great. He was just so angry that Evelina thought it was at all okay not to share her reasoning for making him alive, and putting him here. He wanted to call her out on this, and was about to, when she shifted the conversation to "abilities" and called up Gilbert for some kind of demonstration. Taking one look over at him, he lost his nerve. He didn't want to piss off this man, and decided he would need to settle for the tactful option, and wait his turn to question her on this.