((At this point, we can hand-wave a fair amount of stuff; in a film, they'd cut right to the interesting parts, and I want to do it cinematic if I can.))<br/><br/>After Cersei's healing magics flow through his body, Chay straightens up, shuddering.  He'd been healed with magic a lot -- a LOT -- over the years, but it never failed to make him shiver a little bit.  It wasn't bad, it was just... weird.<br/><br/>"I agree, let's get out of here ASAP."  He risks uncapping his personal glowing stone to check the map.  "If we hustle up, we can just follow the ore ramps on the way out.  I'd rather not get caught in midair like Cersei did..."<br/><br/>WIPE TO:<br/><br/>INTERIOR: COUNCIL CHAMBERS - AFTERNOON<br/><br/>Chay and Cersei stand before the assembled City Council, with three high-ranking Guild representatives seated nearby.  Cersei had stopped off at the Guildhouse (it was on the way) and learned the department head of Amulet Identification was meeting with the Council, who had wanted an immediate report, anyway, so it was just more efficient to meet everybody at once.  Luckily, the Council agreed, and brought the young people in.  Sunlight streamed in through the windows of the Council Chamber, which always seemed so strange to the Warren-dwellers.<br/><br/>((Koh can be there, feeling uncomfortable and unable to be all stealthy, or he can be cooling his heels outside, maybe even out in the Park, not wanting to show his face to the politicians who might recognize him later if he gets caught thieving from them; his call.))<br/><br/>The Chairman looked at Chay.  "So, your report, Guardsman?  Clearly you found something."