Re: And the spy-action starts...
Tristan looks at the plant, then at Emerald, than at the tiny form in his hands. He smiles, the kind of smile that others might describe as cold and maybe a tad serial killer like.
"As long as our charming Audrey finds no taste in secundary sensor relays all will be fine." While speaking his finger pets the little owl that hides the true form of Strix.
He winks at Emerald, turns around as if to walk away and tells her: "Let the hunt begin."