"You know, I half expected you to help me dig the hole to bury it. Not stand around watching me do it all myself," Alessandra tiredly blew a strand of hair out of her face and glared at Edgar who stood leaning against a tree.
"It's a nice little lesson for you, isn't it? You can't look forward to things going your way all the time. Besides, you are the one who broke it. I've already picked up the pieces and found you a nice little corner to bury it. Now, tell me how you plan to make Alfred not go around like a madman searching for it?" Edgar asked.
Alessandra continued to dig through the snow trying to reach the dirt. "I was thinking, maybe I could hurt something he cares about more and he wouldn't be thinking about the plates. You could take a nice whack over the head if it means helping me get out of trouble right?"
