Daren jumped slightly when the voice sounded behind him. He hadn't expected an answer, least of all from one of the native inhabitants of the city. He appraised the old seraphim before him, eyes interestedly noting the staff, before responding. "Gerome? It's a possibility, but I can't say for sure. I joined the group I'm currently with a day or so ago, and the only name I know is Neon. So, there could be a Gerome somewhere in there, but I don't know." It was a bit of a novelty to be speaking to a Seraphim that wasn't arrogant or threatening to kill him, then again, his experience with Seraphim hasn't exactly been with the highest standard of their kind. Some, most in fact, would say he's only seen them at their worst. Regardless, this one wasn't trying to hit Daren with his staff. The hybrid took that as a good sign. "It's a good thing that more Daeva are appearing on these streets, right?" Well, unless they were like the hybrids he had grown up with...those tended to have slightly murderous tendencies when dealing with anything that wasn't another hybrid. Daren doubted they would have had enough self-control to get this far without causing some form of trouble, however. Daren glanced around briefly at the mention of the Council, only now seeming to realize where he was. "Oh...I suppose that would be a good idea, but there's a small problem with that. I don't know whose house we're set up in, or where that house is." Not completely the truth, but he certainly wasn't going to be explaining to this Council member(he suspected at least) that the owner of the house was know to him as stupid bastard. "From what I know, the owner is a rather surly fellow, hostile, and he can manipulate shadows. It's where Neon and the group is settled in at. If any of that rings any bells about where the house might be. Otherwise..." Daren shrugged. "I'll just have to hope wandering this beautiful city will get me where I want to be eventually." Curiosity got the better of him, and he added, "Inventors games? What would those entail?"