"Just a toaster." Eva muttered, watching the corpse of the cyborg being dragged off and squabbled over by several junkers as they ripped and tore any valuable parts away from the metal frame. "It bet me I wouldn't pull the trigger, so I blasted a hole in it's face." She shrugged slightly, seemingly unphased that she could have been killed just moments ago if Eva had not intervened.
"So, where have you been?" Eva asked. "Still up for that sleep over tonight?"