Oliver was a little disappointed by Sanguine's reaction to his attempt at reasonableness. He was offended when she wouldn't kiss him after, though. She pushed him away, and went off about how people needed fear struck into them in order to maintain the status quo. He didn't see why they needed a status quo, especially the one already established, but he supposed if that was what she wanted, he couldn't very well go around undermining her in front of others. For the moment, he would put up with it, he supposed. "I still support you." he said it just loud enough for her to hear as she walked away, but now the Paladin lagged behind, his disappointment clearly slowing him down. By the time his boss reached the door to the house the sheriff had disappeared into, he was several paces behind her.

Inside was the sheriff and the woman who'd accompanied him, they were sitting at a table with the finest bottle of wine they could find on such short notice, though they weren't sure if vampires drank wine. They were pretty sure that wasn't the case, but hoped maybe the offer would at least be acknowledged as a point in their favour. After the woman's rage had been unleashed verbally the people were certainly cowed, and clearly hoping this would be over soon. Oliver darkened the door way long enough after the Guild Master that if she'd wanted to get started without him, she could have, and she certainly had enough time to slaughter the both of them if she'd so desired. Unsure what to do with himself while the negotiations went on, he took a seat and produced a rag and his knife, to begin the process of thoroughly cleaning it and inspected it for damage...