*Zeta nods, taking in the very small bit of information about the room. She frowns in thought for a while, vlbefore finally realising Jillian is doing the dishes.*
Zeta: Oh, sorry, do you want help?
*Zeta feels bad about not helping earlier, considering how hospitable Jillian has been.*

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*Zeta's spear floats around until it gets to the place with Sydney and stuff, then it watches them like a creep.*

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*Black Armoured Figure continues walking.*