Milo's last comment kept Lucina in a state of incredible agitation for the rest of the drive. She said nothing else to him, but that momentary meeting of the eyes that they shared once outside the vehicle was more than enough to let Milo know that another snark at her had a very real chance of ending in strangulation. Maybe not fatal for their kind, but a crushed windpipe and snapped neck vertebrae were never fun to recover from. Finally, he turned away, and Lucina had no desires to stick around him any longer than necessary. Instead, she led their other company and clanmates inside, ready to occupy herself with the work of making sure everything was safe and functional.<br/><br/>Vicente nodded, strolling past Milo as he started down the street. His hands were casually slipped into the pockets of his outer coat, and he moved at an unassuming pace. While he didn't approve of how Milo and Lucina acted most of the time, he had to agree with the younger man that they were more than likely going to be fine during their late-night walk. Being mugged was hardly a concern for either of them, and encountering Acerbi sympathizers that weren't the leading lady herself barely registered on what Vicente considered threatening. Still, there was the issue of their behavior.<br/><br/>"You know, you should at least<span style="font-style: italic">try</span>to get along with her." He looked toward Milo as he spoke, to draw attention and make it clear he was addressing him, his voice rather stern. "You've both been more volatile than normal recently. I don't suppose there are any problems I need to know about?"  He knew full well that his fledglings could be absolutely savage when it came to insulting one another, and the inevitable extra stress from moving into a possible war zone was sure to build up, but if there were other issues that could be taken care of, then he would do what was necessary to keep things moving smoothly for the clan.<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>Eli's attempt at playing dumb wasn't met with a humored reaction. Instead, Mariko flicked him in the forehead and chastised him. "You know damn well it was." Sure, Drake may have been overreacting a bit, but she wasn't going to sit around and let Eli be a shit to the person she was responsible for. It went both ways, though, and she picked up her pace and nabbed Drake's forearm, dragging him back to the little group that they formed while walking together. "And you need to relax."<br/><br/>"I am relaxed," Drake spat out in a distinctly non-relaxed tone of voice. He was silenced by a similar flick to his forehead, one that made him recoil slightly. God, did he hate when she did that. "Okay, okay, stop fuckin' doing that," He huffed, taking a deep breath and closing his eyes to calm down. It took some seconds to manage, but soon enough, he was fine. But still, an uneasy vampire wasn't the best choice to keep out on the streets in public, even at night.<br/><br/>"We'll head home for now." With that decision made, she led the pair back to where they'd come from, though a different route was taken so they weren't just walking right back along the route they'd been on. They were taken to a house closer to the outskirts of the city, decently far enough from the bustling urban metropolis for keeping up isolated secrecy, but not so far that a walk was unreasonable. It was a nice, if quaint little place, very well taken care of but hardly something an average person couldn't afford. Once inside, Mariko removed her coat and put it on a rack right near the door in the living room.<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>"Uh...Okay. Right." Julie pursed her lips a bit, looking at the raggedy cat that was using her as a climbing post. "Hey, little guy. What's up?" She had no idea how the hell this worked, and was probably making herself look like a goof. Not daring to try and imitate Reine's strange cat sounds, she instead focused on the cat, who made eye contact with her and shared a few moments of intense staring.<br/><br/>The standoff ended when the little thing thwapped her on the cheek with its paw, then hopped off of her shoulder and onto her leg. Finally, it returned to the ground, and went to the pile of horrific-smelling food left on the ground nearby to take some. Julie expected that was about as well as it would have gone, but still let out a very disgruntled growl under her breath. She didn't much like stray cats, she decided.<br/><br/>When Reine stood, Julie did as well, crossing her arms loosely over her stomach. "Well, at least we got that much. You got any idea where they're at?" While she asked, she walked back to her motorcycle, lifting the upper end by the handlebars to pull it out of its hiding spot and give her enough room to mount. Once she could, she scooted forward and out from behind the dumpster.