Cape Wrath... whatever you do, you cannot get rid of regional specifics. This place smells Bretonian. Bretonians goods captured and transferred, among with slaves who also got the local accent. Some food and furniture, some clothes at the personnel. Everywhere you look, you will see something Bretonian. And for Enma, that's quite annoying because she is not exactly a fan of Bretonian aesthetics.

She would not visit it if it wasn't for an important meeting with a person that... matters still? Time spent with Valdez... It's been strange times, but exciting ones. Gladly she did have a lot of time to prepare, enough to get a dress on and check her looks at least. Like most of the other Outcast stations, this one wasn't for luxury, however, this one had an entertainment center with drinks and gaming consoles set up. Some times would suit for a meeting and wouldn't be too loud. Enma was sitting at the table they agreed and checking at her chronometrical device, checking if Valdez is late already or not yet.

Enma turned her head at Eliza as she heard a familiar voice. Looking at Valdez from top to bottom, Enma's facial expressions changed dramatically, Valdez is dressed into Bretonian tasteless rag instead of clothes. Them parting ways affected Valdez's fashion preferences not in the best way, well, her fault. Loyola herself is not looking bossy, not that she behaves like a normal person, just not trying too hard as it seems.

Meeting an ex is always a weird experience, but in their case, it seems to be something special. In their case becoming an ex was a long and rather traumatic experience. It couldn't be done without a drama, with kidnapping, bondage, mental tortures and loss of the position of the Core Guildmistress. It was enough of damage done to Valdez's part for whatever she was upset with. At least in Enma's honest opinion.

Her nails clanking at the half-empty glass of dry gallic wine, Enma then proceeds with an answer. Her voice is low and sweet, generally friendly, but still a bit formal. Looks like Enma is not sure how to approach this.

— Hey, I did wait for a little, but it's fine. But I do not complain, because I am literally resting, You know, I came but to Malta and run the family business again. Getting tired and all.

She then smiles and then pointing at the chair at the opposite side of the table.

— Please sit, I am glad you came. As I take it you did not enjoy to be a public figure, which is boring and hard, I understand. But since I still feel some obligations towards you and your wellbeing, I think I could help you to find a new job. A dream job.

Loyola expects something like this, Valdez is a picky and moody woman, despite her humble origins. And in most of the ways, Eliza always managed to make Enma look like a bitсh, but it was often the other way around. Now Eliza sounds kinda dramatic and like a typical girl who wishes to be convinced to do something she wants to do but won't admit it.

— I thought you are traditionalist, why do you try to play a strong-and-independent-woman. I still consider you a part of my family, even if there's no homo-erotic pretext to it. So I believe you should be more humble.

Enma leans back and crossing her legs, smiling widely and more or less kindly. It's more or less clear that she came here not to get Valdez, but to legitimately help. Though, her help might be seen as an act of evil will and yet another conspiracy plot. There's no surprise and now Enma's reputation is working against her in certain cases. Though, if that's a thing, then Eliza did not get to know her quite well, which is sad.

— But uh... I am ready to support the life-choices you make or to oppose some of them. I don't know what you have in mind. If it's something stupid, which is no surprise, then I will have to advise against it.

Enma just patiently waits until Eliza will be done talking, then making a long pause. She looked bored, though Eliza did pretty well as opposed to a naive girl she was a few years back. Having a bright idea of locking Valdez in the dark corner of Corsica and satisfy all of her motherly instincts. Maybe she will do that, maybe not. It can prove to be fun and it's some retaliation for Valdez holding her prisoner back in the day. Though, at this point, she will have too many prisoners to hold and abuse, which may lead her to burn out. A lot of things to consider.

— Are you done bitсhing?

Enma just wanted to point out that she sees what Eliza is doing there, and while she is probably in the fault of Valdez becoming like this... it still doesn't mean that she cannot give her a couple of lessons more. Though, she really just wants to relax and help her former wife with everything she can. People really underestimate how often Loyola has the honest intentions and how often people push her away, and then calling her a traitor.

— Why don't you take care of yourself with my help? Like come on Liz, I can't believe you are still upset.

Loyola sighs, I mean Eliza was getting good at it, and Enma really appreciates her skill of being a bitch now, but Loyola herself was not in the mood for something like this.

— Liz, please... Like you or not you are a part of my family.

Taking a sip of wine, she makes a gesture of moving her hand and pointing at everything around them. Her hand made a couple of rounds in the air as her index finger was pointing out.

— I mean I don't know... Look around. I assume if you chose this place then you like it. How about you administrate it or something? Not the greatest status for my former wife, but you say you don't want to accept much from me. So let's start with something minor.