Sev blinks a few times, not quite sure how to react.
"You...have a child?" she said, Eva's personality and the facts presented not even close to adding up in her mind.
Putting her coffee down next to Eva's, she ignored the group for a moment, looking around the room. It was nice, not too elaborate, but hardly standard for Manhattan. However, with nothing to compare, Sev could do little but apply it to her own home, which caused a few pangs of loneliness manifested in a slight frown and a flick of the ears.
Sighing, she looked at Eva.
"Can I take off this junk now?"
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
