[color=ed1c24][b]"Wow, I can't believe anywhere outside of the Demon's Realm has Double-Deviled Eggs,"[/b][/color] Charlotte would say as she carried C-3 in a bucket, letting her slimy companion take a short nap after that meal. They'd had a nice little distraction after their argument in the aqueducts, so now was the time to relax. In fact, she had actually forgotten about Tristan's dumb dull fish eyes for just a moment. of course, seeing his red-head again would remind her that she was still (technically) number two of the party, and seeing two figures move with him peeved her a smidge. She got a say in who could join and hog glory from herself and her glorious displays of...being glorious. While maintaining a firm, yet balanced grip on the bucket, she would approach and peek behind a building, only to see Tristan holding hands with a small girl...who seemed to be in the process of being devoured by a large bat.

	[color=6ecff6][b]"Thank you for agreeing to help me, Mister Tristan. I promise that once we find that alchemist, I won't bother you ever again. U-Unless you want me to. Or if it would cause you bodily harm if I were to not bother you."[/b][/color] Nimoa would say, finally taking off her backpack once they were in the shade, allowing Tristan to see all the junk fall free from her backpack. While Nimoa scrambled to pick it all up as she made a sound akin to an embarrassed squeak, he would see the contents were several pouches of blood, presumably animal blood since they all had a label proudly stating: "100% Non-Human! For the last bit of humanity in you!". In addition, a small blacksmith's hammer that was made of some strange pink metal clanged, smashing the cobbled stone that it fell upon. A bundled change of clothes was also present, and beside it was a book titled: "How to Make Friends: An Undead Monstrosity's Guide to Small Talk and Friendship".

Nimoa would scramble it all into her bag, stuffing it in without care as her face got a tinge pink from embarrassment. [color=6ecff6][b]"Y-You um...didn't see anything."[/b][/color] she said, scrambling into the shop before Tristan could get a word in. 

	Charlotte would hum, smirking as she suddenly appeared behind Tristan. Smugly, she would place her chin above his shoulder and ask: [color=ed1c24][b]"So, the hero's into little girls? Or maybe its your secret incredibly adorable love child? Either way, vampires are a-okay with me. How's your day been, by the by?"[/b][/color] she would ask, taking a step back and bumping into Valkira. [color=ed1c24][b]"Hey, watch it you...hey wait..."[/b][/color] she would say, pointing at Valkira. [color=ed1c24][b]"You're from that...town...that C-3 is still mad I burnt down. Midboss, right? You look like a midboss."[/b][/color]