"Perhaps."
Eve said from the side, ready and standing with her hand on her hip next to her suitcase.
"Wow, you're coming too? I thought you were here to say goodbye." Seeing Eve, Red Falcon looked surprised.
"Why couldn't I come?" Eve rolled her eyes at him, with a bandit's air in her voice, "I'm not that pessimistic. Finishing this job will be a highlight on my resume."
"You're really dedicated," Red Falcon remarked in admiration, "I thought this kind of situation would be sad, but everyone seems quite happy. It's really baffling."
"Not everyone is, though. Look, he's not too happy, right, Lorenzo?"
Eve edged closer, nudged Lorenzo's waist with her elbow, glanced behind her, then looked at Lorenzo, whispering.
"She looks like a little grudge-holder now. Are you planning to leave without saying a word?"
Lorenzo gave Eve a sidelong glance, silent, while Eve continued to chatter endlessly.
