"Oh um, yeah sure. Uhh, have fun you two?" The teenage girl replied tentatively before slipping away as fast as she could. Leaving the two old friends alone. Silently Rosalind took the seat that Marie had occupied seconds before. Placing a bottle of clear liquid on the table. "Supply of vodka in the city is rather low." Rosalind stated, "This bottle should tide you over for a little while right?" Markus eyed her warily. "Why are you giving me this?" He asked her, the hoodie-clad woman crossed her arms in front of her and placed her elbows on the table, leaning forward slightly. "Consider it a peace offering." Rosalind answered. "I'm willing to put aside my desire to kill you. At least until we find Nobellus and this whole necromancer deal is straightened out." Markus blinked. "We?" He inquired. "Even if you find him, Nobellus is too powerful for you to take on alone. You'll need help, don't forget that I have a score to settle with that bastard as well. So I will assist you in your little quest." She informed him.
