"You… knew my mother?"
"Of course, we grew up together."
The trickle of the fire was almost in agreement with the feeling that was building up inside Andrea. She didn't know much about her mother, as she died before Andrea ever got any real memory of her. She could even say that even though her memories got erased by Hans, she remembers more about Evangeline than her own mother.
Her father also did not really talk about her mother that much, only saying that she was a troubled woman. Andrea didn't think much of it, of course, as any other woman in the Relic Graveyard could be considered more than troubled.
"I… really am sorry for--"
"You should be saying that to Evans."
Hearing the aggressiveness in Andrea's voice, Evangeline could not help but take in a deep breath before letting out a wry smile. "He… has grown up, hasn't he?"
