Kay nodded at what he was saying knowing that from what they were seeing, they didn't have much time to fix what was happening. She closed her eyes and let Fee take control, re opening her eyes they glowed the striking firey golden colour, her wings appearing behind her in a red and orange gust. "you get Serena and the other vessel, I'll deal with this mere mortal imbecile" Fee told Bane, as she remained looking ahead of herself. She walked with a aura of confidence and danger about her.
Kay was very much not in control in this moment, there was no sign of her at all, it was just purely Fee. Striding up to the guy who was trying to do the ritual she smirked dangerously, "you realise that public art without permission is a criminal offence here?" she smirked.
Sam nodded and dashed into the kitchen to grab the nearest alcohol bottle she had which was an vintage whiskey. Grabbing it, she came back to him and pulled the cap off of it, placing it on the table so she could grab the scissors and tweezers. "I'm gonna need you to strip those pants off, or I can't get to the bullet hole. And by pants I mean your trousers, sorry, American here" she explained, gesturing at herself when she said 'American'. She hadn't been in the UK for so long that British wording for most mundane things had completely gone from her vocabulary.