"Marsella is sleeping, but eavesdropping. You should be quiet. It's not good if she knows your plans."
"..."
There was a moment of silence after Tilly's remarks. All of them stared at her pointing a finger in a direction, wide-eyed.
"Did you just say Marsella?" Conan was the first to break the silence, gasping in disbelief.
Tilly let out a short hum, nodding.
"She's… here?" he repeated in a questioning tone and Tilly nodded again, causing Conan to slam his hands on the table. "That wench… I'm going to skin her alive!"
The rest around the table looked at each other quietly. They all had deep lines drawn in between their brows before they stood to check the direction where Tilly told them where Marsella was staying.
