[ Evelyn spots Caballero's regard and responds with an exaggerated pantomime shrug before turning to tell Fivera, ]

I think you're underestimating the bat shit. And it's a perfectly nice cloak.

[ She pauses, biting the end of her pencil thoughtfully as she considers her friend on the ground. ]

Do you think you might haunt the cloak, if you die in it? That could have a definite effect on the price.