"Do you still want to go there?" Anasthasia asked, pulling away from tugging his attire of the night.
"No," he replied. Scanning how she remained raised eyebrows, he hummed for a few seconds before talking again, "You seem to have a plan."
"Of course, it's much better than you think."
"Tell me about it." Elliot scoffed aloud from her smug smirk.
"That will be at 'The Great Pledge,' so I shall bid my time, so you should too." She gave a light shrug at him. "I have important matters to do, should you want to join me with my quest?"
"Without a doubt, I shall do it in a heartbeat."
"Such a smooth talker." Anasthasia squinted, leaning close. "Very well, we're about to leave soon."
Somehow, it got him taken aback and glared at her. "In Cold Fortress, then?"
"Indeed." She turned her back without the need to see his further reaction.
"I plan to go there the other day—"
