Cherry had been a little shaken by Kai's behavior and had ruminated on it the entire trip over. For whatever reason, she had not considered the idea that Mira and Mallow would already be at the safe-house. She felt like an idiot---they had left for this place long before she even made it to Mira's apartment.<br/><br/>"What the hell Cherry, you were supposed to get her clothes, not go to the pet store," Mallow joked as Cherry walked in, the cat comfortably resting in her arms. Cherry did her best to quickly wipe her troubles from her mind, even though she was certain Mallow would think she was still worried about Raz...which she was.<br/><br/>"You heard the girl ask. Might as well make her as comfortable as possible, right?" Cherry asked, little energy going into her smirk. It was true, Mira was going to need to be made as comfortable as possible. The redhead was still baffled by how slow the process was and she wasn't sure what that really meant. Wasn't the LaFeyal woman a not-quite-but-still-kinda a vampire?? Maybe she could contact Kai to see how that bit could have occurred. Maybe something similar was happening with Mira?<br/><br/>Or maybe Mira was just going to go feral. Who knew? Cherry inwardly shrugged, not concerned in the slightest. Que sera sera. There was nothing they could do but wait and see. Kai was never good at that, she reflected. Maybe that was why he gave in so easily. He definitely had his troubles, but he was never good at waiting things out.<br/><br/>"Here ya go," Cherry said, struggling to wretch herself away from her thoughts. She deposited the cat into Mira's arms. The girl immediately embraced the creature, and it seemingly enjoyed the affection. 'That cat is...odd...' Cherry thought to herself, before turning her attention to Mallow once more.<br/><br/>"You ready to go?" she asked, eager to approach the ruins of the bar once more. There had to be more information about what happened to Raz. Maybe Blu was there investigating or at least initiating a clean up. He tended to know a little more about Raz's social life than most others.<br/><br/>~~~~<br/><br/>When Silas shook his head in the negative, Kallista gave a sigh. If Silas couldn't smell it, then the person was likely just entering the first stages of death. "Dying is what I smell. They haven't let go quite yet..." Kallista stated, giving a soft sniff of the air.<br/><br/>"Perhaps we should investigate," Silas finally proposed. The dark haired woman gave a sly smile towards her husband, "As you wish, my lord," she teased. If anything got Silas moving, it was the prospect of some exciting adventure. Something he had been itching for more and more as time went on. This time was, well had been, relatively peaceful for them---and she knew it wore on her husband's patience. He was too full of coiled spring like energy when he didn't get a chance to put himself in some type of situation. They were professional adventurers before Paetra had been conceived.<br/><br/>Kallista took the lead as she was the one who could smell the scent of death much more clearly that Silas. The closer they approached the source though, it was becoming quite clear as to what was going on. Whomever was dying was definitely a woman with child. Kallista frowned. She couldn't smell immediate sickness, only the scents of a werecat and werewolf.<br/><br/>Kally reached into the depths of her memory for when Silas had first learned of their first child. He had been surprised. She should not have been able to mother his child. In that, they had discovered a lot of information about the different races of nons. Weres crossbreeding was always fatal to the mother---unless...Kally blanked. Unless what? She couldn't remember and it seemed like that was likely something useful at the moment.<br/><br/>She looked over to Silas as they stood in front of a well secured, thick door. "Silas, what do you believe is beyond this door?" she asked, once again testing to see if they came to the same conclusion. If they did, surely Silas would remember what the solution was. He, after all, was the one who had feverishly researched just how Kally could have conceived. He never seemed upset about the situation, just a little baffled.