Eve stared at the woman from the shadows, she looked somewhat bemused about something. The dark clad assassin turned her head and picked up a rat from the ground, smiling as she stroked the beautiful rat. All beings of pestilence, darkness and death seemed to be beautiful to her somehow. And they all seemed to like her, she continued to pet the black rat. The beasts small beady eyes staring at the three from across the room, Eve's eyes not all that different.