Morgan didn't blame Lydia for not knowing the goings-on in Carpe Noctem's territory. That place was dangerous for anyone. The Enforcers that dared patrol that place were crazy or overconfident that they could take down a vampire. She didn't know much about vampire law or culture outside of what she had seen in the Coven, but she knew that Carpe Noctem was dangerous. And, quite frankly, it was all she<i>needed </i>or<i>wanted </i>to know. She never made plans to deal with vampires, but especially not any vampire from there. Lydia and her club full of vampires were more than enough for her.<br/><br/>"I recall," she confirmed. She hadn't forgotten her run in with the man on her first night. He had laughed in her face for no other reason than he was amused by the death of another human. Shooting him on Coven land would have been in poor taste, so she had refrained. He had unnerved her to to the point where she nearly shivered as she remembered the moment. She gripped her glass a little too hard, forcing herself to stay calm. Freaking herself out again over a past event would serve no purpose here.<br/><br/>Morgan found Izzy interested in Lydia's words. She hadn't shared that piece of information with Izzy, if only because no one was supposed to know about that moment. Morgan had tried to keep everything under wraps, but with the comfortable way they sat and spoke with one another, the fact that Morgan was receiving free drinks, and their first name basis, it was clear this wasn't the first time they had done this. But Izzy didn't say a word, only nodding at both Lydia and Darcy's words. Adrian was part of the issue, and even if he was as trustworthy as a snake, he wasn't a suspect. If anything, he had something they could learn from him.<br/><br/>Morgan grumbled at Lydia's compromise, leaning back in her chair and taking her glass with her. "I suppose I don't have to<i>like </i>your solution, but I can't think of anything better. If he has something, we need to know." She took another sip of whiskey before realizing she had emptied the glass already. She frowned, as if it would make the alcohol magically reappear again. "Unfortunately, I don't have anything to bargain with. The only thing we could possibly promise him would be no more deaths on his land, but I doubt he cares about such things."<br/><br/>She drummed one hand on the table, trying to wrack her brain. "Can you think of anything he might want? More humans to feed from, more territory?" She hated suggesting the former option, but it wasn't uncommon for vampires to claim humans if only to feed from them. It was an illegal practice if the human did not consent or they were kidnapped, but it happened often enough on Carpe Noctem land that the Enforcers couldn't do as much as they wanted.<br/><br/><i>Damn it all, this glass </i>needs<i>to be filled within the next second or I'm going to file a complaint. </i>