*John hands Sasha something from his belt, and smiles at her. She does not return the smile.*
John: Well see you, don't have too much fun.
Sasha: Bring back my lance, and be careful.
John: Yes Ma'am.
*John follows after Lecter, and already starts drinking his flask of alcohol.*

*Sasha frowns at Taboo, and just shrugs.*
Sasha: Sure, but just a heads up I know nothing about this place.

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*Gordon frowns at his pistol, and looks back at the fight.*
Gordon: Sure 'magic.'
*He looks rather annoyed by all the fighting, and decides to walk over to the elf.*
Gordon: So you think you are a 'elf,' well that's interesting. 
*His drone silently follows him, and he holsters his strange looking pistol.*
Gordon: What is a elf doing here? And have you seen anyone by the name of John?