A picture says a thousand words, and they all lie

“Erm, Emily…?” Tara questioned. “… this is a picture of Integra…”

“Hmm?”

“… naked against a tree.”

“Wait, WHAT?” Emily grabbed the photo back, inspecting the image. Indeed, it was Integra, leaning with her back a tree in her Eve costume. “B-but…”

“Give that back!” Spat Integra as she grabbed the photo back. Stuffing it back in her bra, she explained. “I’m sorry, but this photograph was meant for my boyfriend.”

“Your boyfriend?” Talrach asked as she cocked her head.

“Yeah, we… haven’t seen each other in so long since I took off to take down Intectus. Every day I fear that I may never return, so I regularly send him a something to remember me by. And occasionally, I’ll send him a… ‘naughty’, picture.”

“I’m, I’m so sorry, Integra.” Apologized Tara.

“B-but I know I saw writing, and not a photograph!” Protested Emily.

Tara turned her face to Emily. “Emily, why are you being so distrustful? Integra has been nothing but nice to us.”

“I know what I saw, Tara!” Shouted Emily in Tara’s face.

“Calm down, you two.” Talrach stood between the two arguing friends. “Shouting won’t fix anything. Let’s say we just go to bed, and talk about it then, we you two have cooled off?”

“Fine!”

“Whatever!” The two shouted, before storming back off to bed.

“I guess I’ll go back as well.” Sighed Talrach.

“Me too.” Added Helena. “This night has been terrible enough.”

Facing away from the rest, Integra made a sly grin. “Good thing I prepared that illusion on my letter. Still, that got frightening close with that elf. I’ll have to find a way to deal with her.”

As everyone went to bed, a single sigh was heard. “Guess we’re done about my makeover…”