( ( In return, Spain smiles. It's far from his trademark smile but it's sincere enough. Lost in his thoughts, he doesn't realize someone else has come to join them right away. It takes him a moment and he looks up.

Is that her? His mind is racing. Edward was in the kitchen. There's only a child between them. If he could move quickly, he could take his knife and-- "Susan."His hand twitches to go for his weapon but he clenches it closed. There was no longer just a child between them. ) )

So you're Susan? ( ( Think, think, think. ) ) Señor Nigma has talked about you quite a bit since we've met.