Another roll of the eyes--or an attempt at it while trying not to notice the sun--and Evelynne shook her head. Little details and technicalities about etiquette and all of that never really was her thing. She pulled her legs up close, wrapping an arm close to her knees with the opposite's hand shading her eyes.

It was just that hard to get a question answered these days.

"I hate to break up the Miss Manners party, but again. Why are we here?" She specifically targeted Amadeus with a semi-glare, an eyebrow quirked and a skeptical attitude in tow. Then again, she couldn't exactly expect him to answer such a straightforward question, now could she?