Nothing good could come from more commenting on his former offer, so Aοleen let it slide gracefully, and instead thanked the Ventrue again. The pleasure was all mine, and I hope we'll be seeing each other about this all in the next few monthes.
When she saw him pack all his equipment, the Mekhet moved to at least grab the less cumbersome laptop. It wouldn't do to let him leave like that. On their way toward the parking, he stopped though, and enquired about other members of their Covenant. I have been seeing the Grand Wyrm, of late, as well as Supplicant Villiers and Slave Raluca, but that's it.
Supplicant Walder and Slave Blackthorne... I have only met them in passing, and can't really say. She paused, and thought a second. It's been some time already, so you must be right, of course. They must have been on their way to LA, or some other Domain. Of course, she had never been much of a peoplesperson, so it was no surprise the Shadow wouldn't keep in touch with casually met people. What could happen over time was an entirely different matter, though.
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