"So where can I find the dagger that they used?" Eve asked, surprising the man with her directness.
His brows furrowed as he grappled with her request.
"What did you just say?" he repeated, seeking confirmation.
"I was asking about the dagger," Eve said.
"And what makes you think that I would tell you that?" he retorted, his voice laced with skepticism.
"Because I possess something that belonged to my Master," Eve replied, her voice steady and resolute. Without waiting for further inquiry, she placed a small box delicately on the table. "She told me it was given by someone she trusted... someone like you."
Intrigued, the man's gaze fixated on the box. Hesitant yet compelled, he cautiously opened it, revealing its contents. His eyes widened in recognition and disbelief. "This is..." he began, his voice trailing off.