Devon looks around, and his shadow mirrors him, glowing eyes flicking to each member of the new team. There's a very quiet, raspy hiss of a voice. [i]*"What do you want from us?"*[/i] Devon looks at Obsidian, suprised. "You talked. What's wrong?" [I]*"I have no time for their games and meetings. You of all people should understand that."*[/i]