"Knowing that they're in the port is enough. Thank you for your cooperation." His change in attitude and bearing were immediate. He stood and smiled pleasantly at Alexandria. "My apologies for the door, I'll have it replaced of course." Gabriel withdrew the mantle with some effort, mind aglow with his own instincts. Despite his calm outward appearance, his mind was screaming: hunt, kill, feed, fuck.<br/><br/>The Warden bowed to Alexandria, taking her hand and kissing the back in an old fashioned gesture. "I had assumed you would aid me eventually, but these Malvora hunt in my city and distribute that damned ThreeEye. That's good for no one and needed Swift decisive action; you understand that better than anyone." He grunted and stowed his weapons under his cloak. "Well then, I do hope you'll call on me when you need help."