The Witch of Greed Echidna took a sip out of the white and gray cup, and placed it back on the table. The circular form of where one could sip the tea, was being touched by the palms of Echidna's hands. Her eyes, that were looking at the cup of tea, were somewhat filled with sorrow. But, she raised them in an instant as soon as I started starring at her creepy, sad looking eyes.