Valdis arched a brow at him, leaning forward to pick up her new martini.

“You mean weak, emotional and foolish?” She said, her tone bitter, “Souls cause so many problems, unfortunately i’m stuck with mine.”

She took a drink, raised her hand to the bartender and motioned to Zelos, indicating that he should be brought one too. Then she smiled one of those dazzling smiles, “On me.”