[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=97e23b]Bartholomew Rosecliff[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.imgur.com/GxId9ub.jpg[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Kitchen House
[b]Skills: N/A[/b][/center][hr]
Bart cracked his knuckles, one at a time, as he listened to the rest of them talk out ideas. "[color=97e23b]Making sure we run anything we come up with by Gil is a good idea.[/color]" He agreed, but he wasn't quite sure how too deal with their current guests. They could be allies or enemies, and they didn't know which. To him, this meant they couldn't do anything to risk terribly offending them, but at the same time, they required supervision, and the paradoxes had to make sure to limit the access to information these people had. It seemed like Sophia had monitoring down pat with her ability, but he was concerned with Alexandra's readiness to share the location of Peter's grave with them. Now wasn't the time to play the blame game though, they had to move forward.

	Bart nodded at James's idea, a direct approach would cut any bullshit, "[color=97e23b]Meanwhile, Sophia should keep a bead on them with her superhearing, can you hear all the way out to Peter's grave from here?[/color]" He checked. As far as he knew, they had no idea Sophia was capable of this, so maintaining this surveillance would hopefully give them key insight into their goals. He looked up at the ceiling to think, trying to come up with anything else actionable. "[color=97e23b]In case they don't appreciate our directness,[/color]" He said slowly, "[color=97e23b]or this otherwise goes sour, when we ask them, a few of us might want to remain hidden and nearby, to maintain advantage should this come to blows.[/color]" He didn't like having to think like that, but a Ferris Wheel was nearly dropped on them not five minutes ago, and that being a coincidence was not likely in his eyes.