"So you and your boss didn’t go belly up.” 

In the chaos following the fall of Beacon, Emerald had assumed the pair either deserted or died. She couldn’t say she’d missed them much, but if she had her pick of accomplices, Neo was far preferable to working with that creep Tyrian. 

Now wasn’t a bad time to find an ally. She’d seen the monsters flooding out of the island in the sky, an unsettling summoning of creatures that reminded her of Salem’s power and sent an old shiver down her spine. She wanted to know what the hell was going on. 

The vision of colors passing before her was enough to catch her eyes and where she would normally gag at such an obvious and excessive color coordination, this time it just seemed to click. 

She looked amazing.

And Tyreen didn’t even realize that she had been staring until the heart shaped sucker fell from her mouth and cracked in half on the ground.

“Hey, cupcake. Love your fit, you’ve got a real eye for colors.” She’s trying to play it cool, not that the staring was helping her cause. Or the lack of any verbal reply. 

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Neo!

You’ll be staying in APARTMENT 321!

You’ll be able to use your aura to protect from minor injuries up to 5 times a day.

You’ll also be given a totally normal parasol!

Enjoy your stay!