Bab 47: Formidable Warrior

Fabrice Targan calmly replied as he posed a question of his own.

'She is in her new room getting familiar with it. Do you need her?' 

'Not really, I just wanted to know her whereabouts and how she is holding up?'

Fabrice Targan came on with a different approach while trying to get his own information from Delvin, 'It's had on her as it is on all of us. She has to adapt to this new reality, but as for you, it is something entirely different. You act like a soldier who has been into many battles before?'

Delvin frowned a little as he walked to the fridge, pulled it open, grabbed the beer. There were no chairs so he jumped on top of an empty table to seat while observing what Fabrice Targan was doing. He completely had no comment on what Fabrice Targan had just pointed out as he swung his legs forward and back in a particular pattern.