*Ciara shakes her head at the idea.* As if they knew anything about Saint Patrick here... *She glances down at her watch, sighing softly at the late hour.* I'm sorry Thomas, but I'm afraid I must be going for the evening.
While I can no long assist you without recompense, feel free to contact me if you ever feel a need for advice, or someone to talk to. I know how hard it can be to find one of our kind to open up to... *She makes her way past O'Connor, opening her door and stepping out. Ciara holds the door open for Thomas as well, waiting for him to exit.
Once he's outside, she'll turn to face the Mekhet, a soft smile on her face.* My Fair Lady was always my favorite movie with Hepburn in it. I have to wonder if you would make a convincing Henry Higgins...