*Thoth blinks at Beatrix.*
Thoth: Such language and rudeness... Wash your mouth human.
*He blinks again and Beatrix's mouth is full of foul tasting suds*

*He turns to John, then blinks to a seat next to him*
Thoth: Details, details. I require more details. What kind of praetorian are we discussing? Are there more? What can be done to stop them from slaying more of my kin, or indeed those living here in this... place.


*Xan wakes up, sees Laura resting her head and thinks she still sleeping. Staring at the odd Birdman she darts out of the bar and looks for Zeta, wanting to see if she's back yet*


*Jilial has emotionally shut herself down, just lying curled in a ball on the couch, unmoving except for the rise and fall of her chest as she breaths, and the occasional blink*