Eida Iris...
Eida wasn't at all surprised by her mother's grin, and she returned it with one of her own. "She wants you sober? I like this girl already," Symone said, causing Eida's grin to shift slowly into a warm but thoughtful smile. "Yeah, so do I..." she said quietly. There was just something about Malice that formed butterflies in her stomach, and at first she thought it might've just been the surprise of being noticed by someone as beautiful as her but she was slowly starting to think it was something else, although she couldn't exactly pinpoint the feeling.
She was snapped from her thoughts and back to reality when Symone took her hand. "I know we've already had this conversation so I'm gonna keep this short," she said, and Eida prepared herself for the 'mother, daughter' talk that was surely about to come her way. "Please be careful. Think. That was always my problem. I didn't think. I would just do. You have to think before you do anything, okay. Just think." A cheeky grin appeared on her face. "Trust me, Mom, I'm not like that, and I know exactly how you were at my age," she said.
This information had been gathered from her ability to see into other people's pasts. Since the bond between Symone and Eida was the strongest she shared, she was able to learn a lot about her mother's past. "Besides... it's not like I'm going to get pregnant." She allowed herself a small giggle as the moment when Dahvie and Symone realised that they realised they were going to be parents flashed into her mind for a brief moment. She looked back up at her mother, her eyes bright.
"Listen, as much as I love having conversation about... this.... I'm gonna head out and find her," Eida said with a warm smile, before leaning up to kiss her mother's cheek. "Love you, Ma," she said sweetly, before skipping out of the hotel cheerily. On her way through the streets, she pulled out the card and read the address that had been printed onto it. "I should've guessed she was from the Cirque." With another grin, although this one held a completely different meaning, she made her way towards the Cirque to find Malice.
Once there, she came across a large tent, which she could only assume belonged to the girl she was looking for. "Malice!" she called.
Alex Davenport...
"How are taking this so well?" Erieda asked and Alex's eyes went slightly wide for a brief moment as the question had caught him slightly off guard. He didn't quite know how to answer that question without giving away everything about the Soul Transfer that he'd planned to surprise her with. "Well-..." he started but was cut off when Erieda continued to question his seemingly odd behaviour. "How can you easily accept this fate? I've never known you to do anything you didn't want to."
That was true... He wasn't the type to give in too easily, so of course it must have seemed quite a bit odd for him to be so accepting of his ill fate. Erieda propped herself up and her arms and Alex sighed lightly, looking up at her through uncharacteristically soft eyes. "Alex, do you want to die?" He took a breath, before he too sat himself up and ran his hands through his hair.
"Nobody ever wants to die of old age, Erieda, but it's inevitable and I try not to make a big fuss of it because in reality, there's not a whole lot I can do to prevent it," he said, almost a little bit defensively
Deep down her knew that what he was saying was all just a bunch of lies, but he had to make it convincing and lying seemed like the only good way to accomplish that but too many lies could land him in a hole that just keeps getting deeper. He was more afraid that she'd reject him for lying when he returned home, so he wasn't going to say much more on the subject.
"If I'm honest, I don't really wish to talk about it..."
('Dunno what Alec is supposed to be doing other than screaming, if anything else, so I'mma leave him for now.)