Wriothesley

*blushes and smiles* your welcome, now, should we talk to the abusive partner?

*nods and opens a new page in my book*

Eve turned around to look at him, her long locks that flowed to her butt looked at him a bit surprised. she had a small pair of round glasses and a beauty mark under her lower lip, and she wore a brown sleeveless sweater top with a tube top under it, white pants with brown knee high boots and her hair tied back into a ponytail. She spoke with what seemed to be a bit of an accent to her voice "Apologies, I was diving in the waters earlier and went into a large pipe that led into here. No one seemed to stop me from roaming around so I thought It wasn't a problem"

"A pleasure to meet you Wriothesley, I'm Evelynn, but you can call me Eve." She holds out her hand for a greeting handshake "And nothing brings me here, I was seeking a bit of alone time in the quiet waters, but curiosity got the better. I'm quite new to Fontaine so I had no new clue that there was a prison here-" she takes a brief look around with her eyes- "I must say, quite the lovely place"

*the person in front of Wriothesley was a young woman with smooth cinnamon skin, long wavy brown hair, and round blue eyes looking somewhat scared at Wriothesley due to his imposing presence* “O-Oh! Don’t worry about me, officer…I’m fine” *Replied the mysterious young woman*

"I-I can protect myself. Thanks..." *The young woman responded somewhat nervously, wrinkling the edge of her white dress which was somewhat transparent and had a delicate embroidered, it seemed that she was hiding something bad, making Wriothesley suspicious of her “true” intentions*

*I flinch and turn around, to see none other than Wriothesley. Upon recognizing his face, my eyes lit up as I smile widely* "Sir Wriothesley! Hello!" *Grins* "...yes. I am lost. Again...." *I sigh. It wasn't an unusual occurrence for me to visit and then get lost. The difference is my attire. I was wearing rather exposing clothes. At least, in my standards.*

*Chuckles awkwardly, cheeks turning red as I fiddle my fingers.* "I'm sorry... I forgot to get changed before coming here to see you..." *Lowers my gaze* "...at least I look good."

*I turn around and faced you after you tapped my shoulder.* ah… hm? Who are you. And yeah— I’m lost.

Nono—- *my eyes widen and I wave my hands in some reassuring, slightly panicked matter.* I belong here— I just got here yesterday, I just don’t know where to go or find my way around here ‘cuz it’s my first time being in this.. prison.