Fina looked as she always did, she was just as beautiful as she always was and it seemed that time hadn't ruined the image he'd known. Although, her Silvite clothing had been in a small bag with her and Cupil was floating around a room idly, she heard a strange noise that disturbed the air around her and she fluttered her eyes open. Her hand touched her face and rubbed it a little before looking for Cupil and noticing the dead-pan stare she was receiving from Ramirez.
Was he alive? Was he dead? Fina's face was worried and she opened the containment unit with her hands and she checked by putting her head against his chest. Once she could hear a heart beat, she set down on her knees and looked directly into his face, she put her hand on his cheek. His face was soft, but warm but she knew that the feelings beneath the face were nothing but cod, cruel and cut throat.