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The horns she did notice, and for a moment she wondered about them. The only obvious change she had seen with Cee was the sudden addition of the extra person. Would Andrew lose his horns as well? His coat seemed to be a little lumpy in the back, so now she was a little confused.

"Information," she repeated. That, she wasn't sure she had any of. Or at least not something that her winged companion wouldn't already know or know more of. "No," she added in, just to make sure there wasn't a misunderstanding this time. There had been too much of that already. But .. conversion, she wasn't sure if she really wanted it. Either for just going to Blue or just giving up Silver all together just yet (and hadn't Molan mentioned something about Gold?). Change for her was slow.

"I think ... I'll wait," Olivia told him. "Are you going to?" It wasn't exactly the topic she wanted to go into, she really just wanted a chair or something, but it was the subject at hand.

Jing wa paying attention quickly, the drowsy effects of sleep were wearing of and had the wheels in his head a- turning. Seafoam green eyes were watching intently as the Crime boss demanded more info. Whatever had happened, it made him concerned. that much he could feel emanating off the man.

he was worried, and in turn it made a chill run down his own spine. the dealer just didn't expect someone to come up and magically stop the sensation with a simple touch. A glance to the side revealed who manged to help keep his own composure and made him stiffen in response. "You're wet." it wasn't a question, it was a statement, it was a fact of life.

It didn't take long for him to figure out how that could happen in this place. "if you lick me Nuk, you're dead."

With the conditioner setting. Melvin hummed along, already having found a few razors. "Oh, he won't be for long." He said, wondering if he should undress considering his clothes would get wet if he went too close to the stream of hot water and doubting Rep would offer him another set. Hmmm.

"Can we have a moment?" He asked Tracey. "I'll call you when I'm done. I'll even clean up the tiger."

Tracey gave Melvin a baffled look. She wasn't used to being dismissed, more used to being ignored as if she was a piece of furniture. She wasn't even sure how to respond, normally Rep asking her to leave would mean he had something devious in store and that she absolutely shouldn't. Melvin wasn't Rep.

She conceded. "Well. Okay then. I need to go find William anyway. He's been missing for a while, I'm getting worried. Bring the tiger with you. He responds if you mention the S.T.E.A.K word around him. He will follow you."

And with that and a curt nod to Melvin, she left.

Mass watched her go before going over to lie under the shower streams. He liked water. He didn't like co-operating with Tracey.

Now that was a thought. Nuk wasn't nearly smart enough for that kind of revenge, but when Jing mentioned the licking thing, and even better, told him not to, the shape-shifter couldn't help but smirk devilishly, giving him a toothy grin.

"Or what, Foxy?"

Nuk just smirked at Jing for a second before extending his tongue, leaning in close to pretend to stick his tongue in his ear, making some comical tongue-wiggle sounds for good measure.

Rep felt her pain. That suit had seen him through the good times and the bad times. It had been his steadfast partner on risky missions, losing it was like losing some lucky and expensive part of his soul. "I got Tiddles all dusty too." he lamented. Not many people were aware of the name of the skin he carted around. "I can't throw him away though, I left him to be cleaned."

"I ******** totally agree to this drink man. That was a ******** sweet dress too. And once they are gone that's it. No more." he sniffed, it was terrible. "Was it your like, really slinky little number?" It was terrible, too terrible.

Tracey strode in. Her own suit was drying but not by much, and her hair was a disaster. Her red eyes were a lot colder than usual and she looked like she was hovering somewhere around her wits end.

“I don’t know yet. It depends on whether these guys are strong enough to hold their own. It might be the best option to wait.” he figured she knew the consequences of waiting well enough. She seemed still a bit traumatized by everything that happened. “Why don’t you go get cleaned up too? Jordan here hooked me up.” He was sure that Jordan wouldn’t mind him giving her the key to the room he used. He offered it to her.

Everybody had a sob story--Taima heard them all the time, useless information to be carded through to find the hint of an in with a mark--but G was so profoundly innocent that she actually felt a pang of sympathy for him. She frowned, having thought she'd done away with such useless emotions ages ago. Maybe it was that G was, in his own way, actually better than the rest of them, in a moral sense. He was so earnest and protective of people that probably would have been better off dead. Taima didn't know anyone like that, and it threw her off her game.

His admission at wanting to be an astronaut startled a laugh out of her. "Floating in space sounds like fun," she agreed. "Who knows? Maybe if we live through this, you can convince the boss to make NASA take you up."