"There tits will never be calm." Kalib retorted offhandedly, trying to be funny but not wanting to start a fight with Jesse. He winced at her remark to Fay as the latter left. It's not that he really hated Jesse, he just didn't get all the aggression and stuff. It felt like dealing with a really angry 13-year-old that always had an ax in their hand, but he tried his best not to let her rattle him up.

He saw as Mori went over to Carlson and seemed to be irritated at him. [i]"Poor guy can't get a break, hm."[/i] Concern drifted to Anton as he didn't see her go to the back room and lost track of Ryan completely. The smell of that man's blood still pervaded the air along with the bar's floor and smudged against a small part of the counter. It irritated his nose but he attempted to ignore it. It then occurred to him that Stíofán was gone now too. But it didn't bother him much, he just guessed Stíofán was like that and was sure the guy could handle himself.