Even Demons Can Be Saved

How to Apologize the Right Way

The next morning Eve grumbled at her alarm, but she didn't waste time getting ready. She still didn't have any kind of food yet, but she hoped she would have the chance to get things before the end of the day. She should have time to get breakfast after her appointment, as long as nothing went wrong. She grimaced at that thought as it almost guaranteed something would. She tried to push the negativity off as she surveyed the rest of her apartment to see if there were any other things she would need.

She had almost finished her inspection of the bathroom when there was a knock at her door. She quickly answered it and found another Turk she had not yet met. The blonde woman held out a hand as soon as the door was open. "I'm Gun. Tseng told me you should be expecting me."

Eve shook the proffered hand and gave the woman a quizzical look. Something about her looked familiar, but she couldn't quite place what it was. She shook it off when she responded. "Yes, I am ready if you would like to lead the way."

The Turk stepped back so she could exit her apartment and waited for her to lock it before she headed down the hall. She was silent as she led the way to the elevators, so Eve took the opportunity to try and figure out what it was about the woman that was familiar. Finally, she realized what it was and couldn't stop herself from speaking. "You look like Elena, but not quite."

At that, the woman suddenly stopped and turned to her with a glare. "How do you know my sister? She hasn't been stationed here for some time."

Eve cringed back at the woman's harsh tone. She should have realized how it might look and kept her mouth shut. It was an issue that had already caused problems, and she needed to work harder to control her actions. Luckily it didn't take her long to come up with a response. "I have been trying to familiarize myself with the team that I will be working with. I didn't realize you were her sister."

Gun's glare didn't lessen, but she finally turned away. She barely looked back over her shoulder when she spoke. "Tseng did warn me that you were already well versed. I wasn't expecting you to know our reserves as well, though."

That was the last thing spoken until they reached the 67th floor. The blonde Turk stepped back while they were escorted to a room and kept silent throughout the exam. Eve barely paid attention to her, as she was still trying to not show her nerves during the examination. She had a feeling that she had been lucky so far not to have run into the resident megalomaniac and wasn't sure how much longer her luck would hold.

With that thought in mind, she tried not to curse when she saw the man in question when they stepped out of the room. He was talking to another scientist down the hall and Eve tried to quickly turn and head the other way. Her luck broke at about that time when the man looked up from what he had been doing. He was wearing a glare that disappeared when their eyes met. His widened in shock but Eve didn't wait around to find out why. She didn't bother waiting for her escort before she moved as quickly as she could without raising questions as she headed for the elevator.

Once the doors were closed, the Turk she was with finally spoke up. "I don't blame you for being wary of Hojo, but next time you might not want to be so obvious about it."

Eve couldn't hold back a sigh. She knew it was too much to ask for it to have gone unnoticed. She shook her head before she looked to the woman next to her. "You're right. It is one of many things I need to work on."

At her unexpected admission, the girl finally gave her a slight smile. "At least you know enough to admit it."

Once they were off the elevator, the blonde turned back to her and held out her hand again. "You can call me Emma. I'm sure we'll be seeing more of each other."