[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=9999ff]Andromeda Aldrich[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/rw2405Gw/original.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b][color=9999ff]Location:[/color][/b] Ville au Camp - Carnival Set Up
[b][color=9999ff]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center][hr]	Andromeda couldn't help but curious as Ruthie was talking to herself. She had to assume that whoever was in the trailer had some sort of power of invisibility - either that or they were able to select who could hear their voice? Her mind was buzzing with a thousand questions and she forced herself to not bombard Ruthie with all of them. It wasn't her place to ask, as much as she was filled with a burning desire to ask how the carnival had been founded, how many of them had powers, how many people with powers they had met before, how they knew Evelina, how they liked working in a carnival, if Management was new or had been there for a while, if they had ever been in a time loop before... 

	She had to take a slight breath. As much as she respected Gilbert and wanted to make him proud and do a good job... She couldn't help but be thrown off slightly by his approach. Maybe it was some sort of strategy that she just didn't understand? He was the Emendator and she was the Paradox... but he didn't even seem to care that Eve might have gone off to look for Drem and that these people somehow knew about that. Peter's grave was concerning as well, there was so much they knew and... She just didn't feel like the Emendator was asking the right questions. 

	Maybe it was arrogant of her to think that, but she couldn't quite shake that off. [color=9999ff]"It was nice to meet you, Ruthie - and the others there as well, I hope you all have a good rest of your day,"[/color] Andromeda said, glancing at Ruthie and then the trailer. Her gut was telling her to go back and check out the grave... That or maybe Evelina's room. Gilbert had told her to watch and listen - so she'd do just that.