“Oh,” Victoria responded softly, her eyes widening slightly when a ring appeared from seemingly nowhere on Alex’s finger. “That’s… good to know.” She looked to the front door, her gaze distant as she tried to recall if she had seen any such jewelry items on either Luc or Nyaira. Alas, she had been too busy worrying about getting out alive to be concerned with such an apparently trifle matter at the time. 
	With a shake of her head, she slowly cracked the door open, peering out into the hall beyond to check for any sign of unwanted company.
	“Should we let Illyad know we’re leaving?” She looked back toward Alex.