Gabriel smirked at her calculated stage whisper. He could smell the fear rolling off the ghouls as they scuttled away. He led Cat farther away before he answered her, wanting to make sure they were out of earshot and far enough away that the pair wouldn't have to deal with idiotic police procedures.<br/><br/>"I'll lay low for a couple of hours. My rib will heal by then." He answered, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "After that..well, I think I should return my focus to the warlocks in your case. Since the Raiths don't seem to be involved, I'll set up a meeting with the area matriarch and see if I can't convince her to let me take care of her Malvora problem." The wizard explained, meandering down the street in the vague direction of where he had parked his car.