[ Ah. Camera on. Look who's back. The dark skin and brown eyes align to anyone's memories of her should they have them, but a noticeable difference is her hair style. It's the same as far as colors go, copper top and vanilla bottom, but it's comparatively shorter to the two thick locks flowing on both sides of her cheeks. More notably is the pink and white bow clasped into the top of the left-most bunch of hair. Evve had never been one for accessories so it looks a little bizarre on her.

She seems to be holding her expression as stoic as she can manage it, but given enough time staring into the lens, she concedes to a brief smirk. ]

Hey. [ She wasn't sure what to say and it was getting obvious as she flitted her glance to and from the camera. ] So... If everyone is done killing each other, does anyone have a bed to spare? [ Sensitive as always. ] Not sure if I have a job anymore.

[ A beat. ]

I didn't feel like asking.

[ And still lazy. ]