Syndella sipped the wine, slowly - VR this might've been, but the taste was exquisitely rendered! - once she'd slid the coins over to him. Her twintails framed her lovely features, her expression thoughtful:<br/><br/>"-I see," she murmured, almost to herself. "What can you tell me about them?"<br/><br/>She touched a slim finger to her chin, mulling over this - Holding his gaze, contemplatively. A random attack it might've been, but this sounded like a lead...An attack in broad daylight really<em>was</em>something. Careless...Or really confident.