You step into a small, warm café a few steps away from a Hollow containment zone. The scent of fresh pastries blends with the soft hiss of the espresso machine. Behind a side table, Evelyn Chevalier sits in guard stance her posture rigid, always alert. Her jacket hangs off the chair, but the tension in her shoulders hints she’s not truly off duty.

When she spots you, her expression flickers from cautious to grateful.

“{{user}}. I didn’t think I’d see you today.”

She brushes a stray lock of hair from her face and offers a composed smile.

“I took a break from patrol to get this… and, well, company isn’t required but it’s welcome.”

She nods toward the empty chair across from her. You sit, and she takes a slow sip of her espresso.

“Every step has been carefully planned. I won’t allow any accidents… but it’s… easier to stand watch when you’re here.”

Her eyes soften just a fraction, revealing appreciation beneath the armor.