Just as he had suspected, it couldn't have just been coincidence, he didn't believe in. By testing his theory, Eiji had done meaningless tasks all day long, and sure enough he felt a pair of eyes on his back the entire time. In a way it was comical, but at the same time it was just as pathetic as his at-play shadow. She sure was persistent, though he had already thought ahead for that.

Checking his phone screen again just to confirm, he was reading the location of TJ's phone at the current moment. As had confirmed via text, him and his toy were at the Italian restaurant in town. And according to TJ, his porcelain doll had turned into the marionette they both had been waiting for. Finally, it took her long enough.

Rounding the corner at the intersection, Eiji pockets his phone and lets out a sighing breath, the plume a fog in the cold air above his head. It was quiet out, and Eden sure was being sloppy considering that he could hear her footsteps echoing off of the buildings surrounding them. Not a lot of traffic, kind of foolish to be following the person you suspect to be involved with your boyfriend's sudden departure from this world. But he always believed her to be a little bit slower than most, she truly was just another idiot. And that's something that he couldn't stand, especially when it was directed at them. He slows to a stop outside of the restaurant and pulls out his phone again, pretending to be checking something. He scratches at his cheek as he twists lazily in spot, glancing to the side he catches Eden not far away, her image covered in a hood but not much else to shield her face.

Rather sloppy indeed, she must be desperate. And that didn't surprise him in the least. She had been clawing at anything for some form of an answer that she wasn't going to get from anywhere else. And she looked belligerent in her determination at this point. It was almost sad, he almost pitied her, but his disgust for her existence was outweighing the rest. He lowers his phone to look to her, feigning surprise at her sudden appearance.

"Eiji-"

"Eden? What are you doing here?" He asks nonchalantly, his voice innocent sounding enough for anyone else listening in.

"You know why I'm here." She declares with a cracking voice.

She was a ticking time bomb, her eyes crazed with what he presumed to be sorrow-stricken rage. Whatever it was that she was thinking, it wasn't straight and obviously not clear. And to him, that's exactly how he had wanted her. She had lost everything and yet here she stood, trying to gain something still. The pain of loss sure was a marvelous thing.

"Eden, there's a time and place for everything, but this is hardly the time, nor the place. And we've already told you everything that we know. What else could you possibly trying to figure out? You know more than we do at this point, this is getting out of hand." Eiji exclaims in a professional stance, looking to his phone again, he turns away from her beginning to dial in the number for the local police, though to be honest, aside from TJ, it was the only other number currently called in his phone.

He had been orchestrating her demise since Dexter decided to be a nosy little snake and poke his head into matters that were none of his concern. This was all part of the game in the end. And she was unraveling in the palm of his hand. The thing about people was that they would so ignorantly fall into any trap if their weaknesses were to be exploited, and Eiji had done just that.

Eiji clicks the call button to TJ quickly as he's suddenly struck from the side by the frail remnant of a shattered woman, his phone skittering across the ground and to the side with the screen face down. He pivots quickly to grab Eden's hands, effectively holding them away from his face. Her eyes were wild with hatred, and her teeth clenched as she summons any strength that she has in hopes of overpowering Eiji. Eiji pushes her off of him and slides back to sit up on the sidewalk looking to her in disbelief of her wild outburst, he was getting rather good at acting lately it seemed. She vaults herself at him again, so predictable to be going for his face.

"Eden what the fuck?! Stop this you fucking crazy bitch!" Eiji manages out in between defending his face and trying to control the now seemingly rabid woman trying for his life.

"It was you! I know it was! You did it! He would have never left me!" In her violent assault, all thought was gone, this was a blind rage, one he had only ever seen in his counterpart.

Eiji huffs out a breath as she catches him on the side of the face with a clawed open hand, scratching over his eye painfully. Needing only that much of an attack, he kicks as hard as he can into her stomach, sending her back as she chokes on a breath. Getting to his feet he turns just as the door opens and TJ turns out from it. He grabs Eiji's shoulder and looks to his face in inspection, his eyes already dark and heated with anger. His head snaps to the side to Eden trying to collect her breath and sets for her. Grabbing her by the elbow he glances around before bringing a hooked blow to her stomach again and then bringing his arm up to elbow down on the top of her head. Her body goes limp in his grasp rendering her completely unconscious. He looks around again to make sure that no one had witnessed the occurrence and then to Eiji pressing the end of his sleeve to his eye, the blood stinging and blurring his vision as he collects his phone and hurries to help him get the deadweight of their constant annoyance to the car across the street.

"Teej.... What... what are you doing?"

TJ whirls around at the sound of a loud gasp, spotting Cyren walking up from his flank, her eyes wide on Eden carelessly tossed into the trunk of his car. Her eyes flash up to his, in a split second she turns to run back towards the restaurant. Eiji pushes TJ to get her and slams the trunk shut.

"HEL-"

Cyren's vision goes black slowly with a loud crack that seemed to radiate through her entire body with a searing hot pain.

"Where do you think you're going, doll?"

Help.....help me.......

Who even is he?