Exton

Guunnar watches as others begin to disappear into the night. Stoney refuses to leave, as does Ob, As much as they want to join the hunt, the Gargoyle brothers remember what happened with Jean-Marc. Guunnar nods and arms himself as well. The jovial, fun-loving persona is gone.

"She runs, but ve haff vat she vanted. Are any of her minions still loyal?"

Keon closes his eyes and breathes deeply. He feels a hand settle on his shoulder. He looks up into his friends face.

"Ve vill vatch yer back Keon. Tonight, du ist vater un mater. There are ladies here who can help du be dat. Let them Little Brother. Trust me, du need a lot of help mit dat. Rowan waits for du. She un Grend... Mer Cronigh haf made formula. Mera must eat."

He leans close and makes a face, mustache twitching. "Und du need to learn how to change diapers."

He shakes his head and takes a seat by the back hallway, unsheathed sword in his lap.