The masked girl listened attentively to to the man's points, as well as the reaffirmation that he never really was lying... though well, Vivienne never really accused him of doing that, it was mostly Miss Vandemeel. The latter was also the one who had unwittingly instigated Vivienne to brandish her weapons... yes, when one looks at it in hindsight, the entire situation devolving into this mess was less Orion's fault and more Anna's, though of course, being from the 'future', Vivienne herself had her reasons for 'jumping the gun.'
"Well that is a valid point, I will clearly conceded that. Trying to whisk me away from my charge without permission is quite outrageous, who would look after her if I wasn't here? Now, I may have been more reserved if Miss Vandemeel didn't honestly reveal herself and if... well, I hadn't heard of her before. Haha~!"
Her attention shifts to Anna, and she speaks to the classmate that somehow, Vivienne has never had a conversation with before. But even if they had, this wasn't entirely 'Vivienne' speaking, was it? No, it was something far more expressive and bombastic.
"How was that 'date' with that handsome boy Anna... what was his name, Mitchell? 'Last Week', wasn't it? A certain Winters recommended you to me after she revealed that you were most likely the one who investigated the Hospital the most... thus might be able to shed more light on the involvement of my Mother in all of this.
Which leads us too..."
The eyes below the mask turn back to Orion. The azure filled with the flicker of a thousand emotions swarming in an empty sea might be mesmerizing to some, but the voice and body language shows a constance of dramatism, eloquence all infused with playfulness -- as if to make sure the atmosphere isn't too stiff or solemn.
One would here a silent 'heh' before 'Vivienne' speaks once more
"To resolve this... divergence in our threefold exchange, following an unfortunate disagreement involving a great, unwarranted usage of hostility to resolve both the fundamental lack of trust and the unintentionally conveyed sensation of threat... I shall endeavor to bring forwards a less equivocal and obtuse presentation of the person here that I represent. Of course, one may attribute a great varying amount of conviction in verifying the veracity of the information I present..."
...
She pauses for a moment, perhaps gauging the reaction of the others, or maybe realizing that she may be having a little bit too much fun. Her body is frozen like a statue, in a rather grandiose fashion that could mirror a ballet dancer's. Her right hand has is lifted up, having been moving around like a maestro's conducting its orchestra. Her feet are spaced and planted, but seem ever ready to move as she continued to lift and lower her heels while talking, no different from a ballet dancer.
Then, one could hear an inaudible 'ah' escape from her mind as 'Vivienne' appears to gather herself.
"...there was nothing false or inaccurate in what 'she' said. The girl below this mask truly is Vivienne Bianchi, someone's whose soul was sundered by a... tragically fortunate meeting, if such a thing can exist. She paid the price for someone else, though said price could have been higher! In a sense, she is quite the lucky girl, haha~! But yes, that name might sound familiar to you... is it because it is the one of an actress once bound for greater heights in Hollywood? Oh, or perhaps you have put your own detective skills to good use, and gathered that the same surname crops up when one looks at the names tied to a certain Gottlieb Pharmaceutical company... a company incidentally funding the local hospital! And perhaps the local school too!
... at any rate, why Vivienne Bianchi happens to be part of the Turnside is of little importance is it? She came to Road's End to find a 'fix' to the soul problems that are afflicting her... but instead of finding a cure, she only found more trouble. She offered a helping hand to the brilliant Journalist and Detective, Alex Terrot, in exchange of the inspector extraordinaire elucidating the mysteries! Quite a fair exchange if I may say...
Now, is that enough for you. All of you?"