Triventa seemed sincere in his answers, 'I don't know her name, we found her in a cave about nineteen to twenty-eight yards from here.' When Delvin heard this description of the place he jacked, Triventa noticed and fear gripped him even more. Delvin felt his heart melt, shivering broke in, mixed emotions of rage, but also a bit of hope filled his heart. He held himself in order not to lose composure in the presence of this scavenger.
Delvin adjusted his internal state by taking a huge inhaling and exhaling of air. Silence took it's rightful place when he looked in the distance where he had left Anna, Fabrice Targan picked her up and was heading in his direction. Delvin shook his head a number of times as a harmonious grin appeared on his face, creating dimples. He muttered to himself, 'I will have to have a chat with this old man later.'
