Kenneth was still not satisfied with the state of the Necropolis. It at least slightly presentable now. Well, there were places to sit now anyway, even if it was just a rough cement bench. Though debris of construction still sprawled around. There was still more work to do. That, unfortunately, was going to have to wait. His plans, as much as a mess as they were, were going to be put on hold.
He wasn't sure how he felt about the trip back to Boston. It was dangerous in and of itself. The fallout from leaving might be more widespread than he'd like. Among not only the Clan but the domain at large. Would the Prince even be around when he got back. If he got back.
Kenneth hated to contribute to the instability of Sacramento but there were dangers here that demanded he face the long road to the east coast. All he could really do was hope to mitigate the damage.