Return and give Evellyn her clothes back

You return with the bundle of Evellyn's clothes, finding her still sitting naked behind the tree where you had left her, and hand them to her.

"I searched them, and then some, but none of them had the amulet."

"So all this effort for nothing.." Evellyn says with a hint of bitterness as she pulls her shirt over her head.

"Well, not entirely for nothing." You innocently reply, catching a glimpse of her bosom.

Without even looking at you, Evellyn answers wistfully "even when you are not running your hands all over me I can't keep my clothes on.."

"Truly you are the best employer I have ever had, who knows how to inspire the workforce."

Evellyn hrumpfs, but she looks a little distracted as she pulls her pants up her legs. You presume that she's trying to think ahead, now that the amulet does not appear to have been with the elves. You try to prompt her to share her thoughts.

"So what do we do now?"

She thinks for a moment more. "Now that we've spent potential suspects, we need to find new ones. The only lead we have remaining... are the gasbomb containers that knocked out the guard captain. If we could deduce their origin we might find either the thier, or the person who provided them to the thief. The bombs are back at my mansion."

"How do we find out where they came from?"

"Maybe that thief of yours knows more."

Sayza.. Wait, now that she mentions it, you actually do remember she had a couple of gasbombs of her own stached in her home. It's a decent lead.

"Or... Maybe.." Evellyn sounds hesitant.

"Or maybe what?"

"We could.. Ugh.. We could ask Vanessa.."

"Vanessa, who's that?"

"She's a local sorceress. I know her from during my studies. She could probably use her scrying spells to figure out the bombs' origins."

"You don't sound very enthousiastic about asking her though."

"Well, ... I'm just gonna be blunt about it: she's basically you. No, worse than you."

"... Nice. But with men instead?"

"Oh goodness no, she's pretty gay. Technically Bi, I think."

"I like her already."

Evellyn crosses her arms in a huff. "Yeah, you're not the one whose clothes she's enchanting to be see-through."