"Heh, we'll give him a show he won't forget!" The summoner slammed a fist into the palm of his hand and grinned. "We defeated a demon, this'll be a piece of cake." Lucien would have said more, but before he could do so, Angel strolled in from the opposite hallway.
The summoner gave him a wave then watched as he made his way into the kitchen and asked about whether or not they had enough to eat. He cocked his head to the side, then spun around so his chest was pressed against the chair's back rest. Lucien propped his head on top of the soft edge, chewing on his bacon lazily as he did so. "Hey, Angel, yeah? Thanks, this was all cooked really well." He grinned brightly then waved a hand to nab Lute's attention. He didn't feel like walking again, but the virtuoso looked really energetic. He wouldn't mind too much, right? "Hey Lute, can we get a cup of coffee?" He stuck out his thumb at Amy before perking up. "Hey Angel, do you have any soda lying around?" If anything could get him fired up for a long day, it was definitely a can of soda.
"It's not a problem, I can go get another one but if you insist, then thanks." She laughed a little at the way Moira was staring at her
Syed sighed and she returned her attention to the papers. They didn't have any leads, and were getting nowhere. Whoever this masked villain was, he was good at what he did and she'd have to give him points for being so confident, though arrogant might have been a better word to describe him.
Xan was snapped out of her thoughts by Syed and she turned to look at him. Talk about herself? There wasn't much to say. She came from a small farming village and her parents owned a small plot of land where they grew crops to sell. It wasn't as interesting as being a guilder, so the thought of bringing it up never really crossed her mind.
Moira suddenly asked about her arm and Syed turned to glare at her.
The metallurgist stared at the duo for a bit, she froze for a moment but ended up smiling at their little spat. To be honest, she didn't enjoy talking about it, but the question was brought up more times than she could count. "I haven't read a lot of books, but I enjoy the occasional legend or fable." She scrunched up her nose then turned to Moira. "Ran into an angry bear four years ago," she didn't say more. "I could, but I'd rather not slap people with it."
Xan decided to toss up a question of her own. "If you don't mind me asking, how did you two get stuck together? Was it a spell gone wrong on one of your missions." It must be tough, living stuck to one person. She really wondered how those two did it.