The first thought she had was Donolve had violated their agreement. He was the one most likely to get the flower from Mordant. After all, he had wealth and status behind him. There was nothing he couldn't get, just time to not get it.
'That bastard!' Avin cursed in her head. She clenched her hands in a fist, trying to calm herself. After she was done spying, she's going to make her way over to Donolve to demand justice!
Avina peeked behind the corners again, trying to read their mouths. 'Can't you go over there and report what you can hear?' she asked. She urged 5025 to step out and listen to their conversation.
5025 was pushed out of the corner and it huffed. But regardless of how aggrieved it felt, it still walked forward to report its findings.
'She's saying thank you, he's saying it's not a big deal. Yadda yadda yadda. Oh! Host! This guy isn't Donolve!'
