Feon put her hands up to her bolts feeling the shocks on her hands. "Oh huh, I didn't realize they were doing that. I'm afraid I actually don't know why they do that. They have always been pretty active since I was born." Feon said as she lowered hand back to her glass and took another drink. "Anyways I don't really have a reason to tell you where Steinburg is. So I'm afraid I can't give any sort of information unless I get something out of this myself." Feon said. She was never one to give up information on her own.

Delios stood up a little taller for a moment sniffing the air. Something smelled familiar to him and it wasn't Feon. It was the smell of someone created through a similar manner to himself. He started to head towards Artholath while slinging the bag of orphans over his shoulder. He had a look of curiosity in his eyes as he approached him.