Bronwyn slipped through the door to the inn, torn by indecision. Part of her wanted to join Lex and help him hunt down the twisted bastards who had savaged his mind and body. Bronwyn was aware that she had only glimpsed the barest tip of the iceberg of Lex's nightmares, but even that was enough to both enrage her and make her sick to her stomach. She longed to stand by her brother's side and witness the destruction of these sub-human monstrosities, to protect and aid him as his burning rage cleansed the world of their evil.<br/>But Bronwyn also knew that Lex had to do this alone. He had been taken, confined, tortured, and then escaped on his own, and could only be satisfied when he had administered retribution with no help from anyone, including his vampire sister. The thought worried and saddened the ancient vampire, but she well understood it.<br/>"Big plans tonight?"<br/>Bronwyn jumped a little, eyes darting over to the check-in desk where Tara was sitting. She had been aware of Tara's presence, but had been so lost in herself that she was paying no attention to her surroundings. Bad form for any vampire.<br/>"Not really." Bronwyn said, laughing a little as she realized that Tara's words echoed Sam's words almost exactly. The two women obviously had entirely different intentions behind the words, however.<br/>"You seem a little jumpy." Tara said, eyes on the computer screen as she tapped away at the keyboard. "Wolf... Malachai, whatever you call him, he was all out of sorts tonight too. Must be a full moon or something."<br/>Bronwyn frowned. "Aye, it must be so."