"Agreed." There's no nod or even inclination of Garrick's head. Only a single word spoken with truth. "I don't understand how people could think lightly of the Masquerade. It's the only reason our kind exists." Now he shakes his head.
"It wouldn't even take a swarm of them, one patient fellow with enough toys could make most of us regret our mistake. I'm sure there are some of us that would be hard to hit." A nod towards the Caldarium. "Here we're relatively safe. But imagine someone who sleeps alone and in a more normal place. Get too relaxed and boom, a window gets opened during the day."