Ysran simply sat back and watched the events unfold. The man smoking a cigarette seemingly began to lose his temper, and threatened a few of the others. Unfortunately, nothing came of it. The situation was defused, and everybody sat back down. Damn shame. He always found people fighting over nonsense to be quite amusing. He supposed that he could step in, see if he could re-ignite the the fire... No, involving himself likely wouldn't be the best idea. He sat back in his chair.

[color=662d91][i]"Yeah, I've got a question. Are we stuck here forever, or can we pass like, some 12 trials thing and go back? Even just temporarily."[/i][/color] Suddenly dying wasn't exactly on Ysran's to-do list, and left a lot of stuff behind. There are a few things he should probably burn, or bury. Yes, bury sounds better, give others another chance to live in his legacy. Then there was the matter of his Occult group. He didn't want them killing people in a murderous rampage over the death if a friend. Then again, they were mostly rational. Perhaps they'd just mourn? It would be the smart thing to do.