This wasn't at all how she expected this conversation to go. Emille was looking forward to something more akin to small talk, but now she's letting her guard down to someone she's just met. And, in all honesty, it's emotionally draining for the ice-hearted woman to suddenly melt like this. Still making an effort to regain her composure, Emille takes a moment before turning back to Héctor and replying.

"Hm... It must be burdensome to have such a power." She couldn't deal with the heaviness of it all. Regardless, emotional issues aren't her strength, a fact she is being reminded of once again in this very moment.

"Yet," she hesitates, unsure of there even being a point in her asking, "you are willing to attempt reaching out to my sister?" A glance down at the drink bar in front of her. "This has already been tried several times, so I will harbor no expectations, but one more time never hurts." Emille looks back up at Héctor. "However, there are a few stipulations."