While Adam and the others prepare themselves to board the plane heading to Paris, France for fortheir mission, a certain someone is having great difficulty dealing with a shadow from their past.
"Heh. So… the crybaby's here. How has it been since the last time we met?"
Standing in front of her house, Cecilia was sporting what could only be called a teasing smile as she gazed at the maid who came out of the car alongside Fedora and Natasha.
"Crybaby?"
Fedora looked up toward Aleksandra, an incredulous look plastered on her face, whose own prim and proper smile started twitching ever so slightly once she heard Cecilia speak. The gloom that was practically omnipresent in her eyes shaved off ever so slightly as her incredulous look was changed to a look of curiosity as she survein her eyes left slightly and were replaced by undeniable curiosity.