As Praetor approached Lucian, Mira took it as her cue to leave seeing that Theodora was leaving and Adelisa was arriving. She trusted Praetor to handle Lucian and was confident he could handle himself if he had to--not that she wanted him to have to. "Adelisa, let's go. I'm aware of the problems but there were some...issues here, as well." She guided the younger vampire away with a hand on her shoulder as they walked for the exit. She let herself glance back at the Blackmoores with a frown, mostly for safety. "Tell me about the rogues as we walk," she prompted the other vampire as they stepped out into the night. 

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"Mira this, Mira that," Klaus chuckled. "I'm the one who turned her, you know. She isn't the boss of me like she is of the rest of you." He flipped a page, allowing her to down more whiskey in peace. Though she seemed interested in talking to him, so he obliged. "It is a terrible book. To be expected when written by a Roman brute," he agreed, nose wrinkling at even his mention of Praetor. "And why would she have locked you in the basement?" he asked instead of answering her own question.