Show-off

You walk over to her, and start extricating her panties from under her clothes. It's always tricky, because you need to get rid of the victim's pants and shoes first, but you manage to slide her pants off, pull the panties all the way down her legs and off her feet, and then slide her pants back up again.

The panties are simple linen underwear, nothing like the lacey affair from yesterday, but it's still a trophy. You pocket them, grinning to yourself, and then walk over to the chair on the opposite side of the table. When you suddenly appear in the room, Evellyn snaps to attention. She doesn't seem to immediately notice her missing underwear, probably because of the sudden movement she made by herself when she jolted upright, shifting on her chair.

"So, did you find her?" She asks.

"It took me a while, but I did."

"Go on, don't leave me in suspense..."

"It wasn't her. It seemed a long shot anyway."

You reach in your pocket and dangle her underpants in front of her, "by the way, I thought yesterday's pair were nicer." Evellyn's hands instinctively move down to cover her groin. You can see a mild tinge of blushing form around her cheeks when she pulls the waistband to check, and confirms they're hers.

"Goddess.." She breathes in annoyance, "have you no inhibitions whatsoever?"

You stuff the panties back in your pocket. "Sure I do, you're still wearing most of your clothes."

She glares at you, folding her arms in front of her chest and crossing her legs. She clears her throat, trying to move the conversation along. "So.. Ahem.. So what's the next lead? You said before there's a troupe of elves nearby?"

"Yeah, they're probably camping in the forests outside the city. Elves are stealthy, magical, and never particularly inclined to respect human boundaries or 'keep out' signs, so I figure they're worth a look as potential suspects.

"Well then, l think we should go look for them straight away, no time to lose."

She's being very direct, you're feeling somewhat ambushed, "'We', what do you mean 'we'?"

She leans forward, one arm leaning on the table, eyes gleaming with intent. "I'm coming with you this time. I'm not useless or a burden, I'm a trained soldier, I can be helpful!"

"Didn't I tell you I prefer to ply my tra-"

She cuts you off with a wave of her hand "-ply your hobby in peace, yes, yes, yes, I remember. You've involved me in it non-stop so I'm sure you can stomach having me as an observer for once, just suck it up."