Ernest
"I think... I would like to talk to Sirdan first."

*That wasn't the only reason why she didn't want to describe him. As much as she didn't want to admit it, she could barely remember his face. Every time she tried to recall it, it looked just a little different, the only thing staying the same being his bright blue eyes and golden hair, along with the little marks he had copied from her. Katherine simply couldn't bring herself to come to the realization.*

"Where should we talk? Do you think Hu Lang will give us a space?"
Julia
_Almann simply nods and shrugs_

"I'm sure you have your reasons."

_He turns his attention more to what's happening to Auburn behind the scenes, trying to listen into the other rooms and pinpoint their conversation. Maybe he'd get a good laugh out of that. It would at the very least be entertaining._
Leopoldo
*Sirdan nodded.* 

"I'll talk a bit with Katherine in private, you investigate the bunny thief and tell us what you find, alright?" *He chuckled, pointing at the place he thought Auburn was taken to,*"Hu Lang is busy right now, let's talk in that private suite." 

*The elf stood up and beckoned Katherine away.*
Robert
*As Almann focuses on his hearing, he soon hears what seems like a muffled scream, soon followed with what sounds like a whipcrack, and yet another scream.*

*"Yeah, that will teach you, won't it?"*
Ernest
*The vampire nods, following the elf.*

"Alright."
Julia
_Almann looks for a table closer to the sound so he can hone in a bit better. It did sound like Hu Lang was being merciless. Perhaps pain would teach Auburn not to steal? Nonetheless he didn't feel like intervening if the punishment was a few lashes. She's lucky she didn't lose a hand._

_When he finds the table he simply takes out a pipe and begins to smoke with his eyes closed. Hopefully now he could hear them better._
Leopoldo
*Sirdan brought Katherine to a comfy suite in the side, but not before he finished the last bit of food.* 

"Sorry, just not a thing to waste food in my home country." 

*He sat down on a comfortable coach, and then turned to her, smiling. The scream startled Sirdan a bit.* 

"...She must be really angry about her pastries."

"Do you mind telling me more about it?"