Emberwood It's time to get out of Iraq, Bush

aight cool thanks

Pyg greeted her with unusual curtness, getting straight to the point. Her brother asked her to talk, telling her there were things to discuss that she had to know. His seriousness made her tense. 

"Aye, go ahead. But once yer done, I have things to tell ye too..." She mumbes uncomfortably, thoughts of the corpse flashing through her mind. Not that Pygmalion had to worry about being a victim- but she figured he could at least be on the lookout. And it didn't hurt to keep him updated on such a major crime. If Bhediya hadn't told him already, she saw it as her job to do so.