Mithias blinked as Hale swiftly dropped the bullet and cursed a storm that would make babies cry for miles around. He looked from the ringing ounce of metal to Hale's smoking hand. "It's silver? Oh no. Where is Bedivere?" Mithias didn't even wait as he headed to Mo's room. 

The door swiftly opened as Mithias entered rudely, without a knock. "Lady Mo?" He looked from her to Magnus, then to the human in a box. Bedivere wasn't there. Mithias' black brow furrowed in discontent. He was going to have to go back out there.