Limen had thought of flipping a coin, but it would seem that Shika had already made the decision for him. Might as well balance the numbers. [color=Ffbf69]“I’ll take the park too. It has been rather some time since I last ate a live human.”[/color] After all, there had been no point exerting himself hunting when man-made massacres and mass graves were plentiful.

Figuring out quite [i]what[/i] he ought to think about the swirling portal of impossible physics Rufus had opened before him didn’t top his current list of priorities, but he would have to interrogate the eldritch being for details some day. Perhaps some experimentation would be in order? Well, even the Envoy had stepped through and emerged seemingly intact, so surely it could be of no harm for now. A more cynical devil might have regarded them all as a bit overeager to trust another demon, be it in their tacit agreement to the Envoy’s terms or their willingness to rely on the powers of an unfamiliar acquaintance. It would be difficult indeed to rebut that advocate’s arguments. 

Limen, however, strolled on through the portal. 

The air was still refreshingly cool. Fitting weather for a relaxing walk indeed, though he had little doubt that the atmosphere would soon take a turn for the worse. Limen shut his eyes for a moment and listened for that unmelodious melody. [color=Ffbf69]“Rocks attract youkai, and youkai attract DHA. I reckon our odds of running into hunters are quite something. What say you…“[/color] He paused, briefly. [color=Ffbf69]“That reminds me. Have you a name, barkeep? Or are we taking the alias approach à la Reservoir Dogs?”[/color]