"Ok then." Was all he said as he listened to Gin.  It seemed like it was going to be one of those things that is easier said than done. First they'd have to find such a space. But at least by the grotesque description of the inverted man and dozens of corpses would make confirming such a place easy. So small mercy there. Seemed tomorrow would be like a bloody day full of fighting and killing horrific things. 

He would wait for the conference to end to get his rooms and these lights. It was such a shame that darkness would be his enemy. He was more than content and able to travel in the dark and do things in the dark. In fact if it wasn't for the certainty of getting easily caught and being swarmed, he'd be up for doing a night time assault on the seed. Shame about that seeing all shadows bit the cult had. "Sure thing." He said rather dismissively to the woman. 

He slammed the money on the table and snagged the candles. Now came the tricky bit. He'd spend some time fiddling with the positions of the candles to get it just right. Eventually he had the positions set, and then he waited to sleep on the ground. In the meantime, he spent time looking at the various knife carvings etched onto the table in the room and other locations. He had to admit though, the green light gave the room an oddly pleasing look.

The morning would come up as quickly as he felt himself only drifting into sleep for just the barest of time. He'd look out the window and saw the morning sky completely warped by the distortion. "It begins..." He thought to himself. He was already up and it probably would be a bad idea to go to sleep again. He quickly picked up all the candles with one hand and grabbed his stick to go downstairs.  He took a chair in the fairly empty eatery area and waited for the others.