Ivory was a little amused by Illy's embarrassment, finding it a little adorable, but she didn't comment on it, nor allowed it to show in her expression. She didn't want to make things worse for her. 

It was clear Illyana had become lost in thought. She was trying to make sense of all this, and he didn't blame her. Sometimes this worried him, as he hoped the girl wouldn't end up straining herself and become ill. That was the last thing he wanted, but it seemed she was clearly determined to figure this out. 

[color=burlywood]"Don't stay up all night!"[/color] He shouted after her as she made her way back to her trailer, shaking his head slightly. [color=darkgray]"I should be telling you the same, don't stay up all night pondering about what happened today. What's done is done, now we just have to see how it goes from here."[/color] Ivory said, patting Lucien on the back. Lucien chuckled. 

[color=burlywood]"No promises."[/color] He said, a hint of amusement in his tone. [color=burlywood]"If you happen to run into anyone tomorrow morning, tell them we're having another group meeting as soon as everyone's together."[/color] He added.

[color=darkgray]"Sure, sure. I'm heading back too, goodnight~"[/color] The dhampir said, beginning her walk back. [color=burlywood]"Good night."[/color] He responded, before he did the same. Upon his return, he changed his clothes. That was when he noticed something in his pocket that wasn't there before. A playing card. The ringleader raised an eyebrow. The King of Hearts. It was most certainly Geralt's doing. He shook his head slightly, before placing it on his desk. It seemed just like his sort of humor. With that, he got into his bed, his eyes trailing to the ceiling. 

[color=burlywood]"Guess we shall see what happens.."[/color] He muttered to himself.

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Simultaneously, over at Ivory's trailer, a similar card had slipped out of her pocket as she changed her clothes. She raised an eyebrow, but then rolled her eyes. The Ace of Spades. Once she was done, she picked it up from the ground and walked over to one of her many targets and pinned it there. She didn't see the point to doing that, aside from proving his magic was real. A magician's trick. After all, the man hadn't actually gotten anywhere near her. 

[color=darkgray]"Well whatever."[/color] She said as she walked to her bed, picking up a knife from her table and swiftly throwing it at the target. It landed perfectly in the middle of the spade. With a small 'hmph,' the dhampir got into her bed, and eventually trailed off to sleep.