Aderyn paused, not out of uncertainty, but to decide which argument she was interested in having. She could annoy the alchemist for entertainment, or she could try to explain something and have an honest debate. If they were to be allies, the debate would be best. However, the topic argued upon could cause more trouble than simply being annoying. It really wasn't in her nature to not argue. Creating tension was a true joy. To possibly have a task at odds with that was vexing.<br/><br/>When she stood silent so long, Islwyn gave her a concerned look. So finally she said with great care, "I should hope that no one would argue that any one individual can know all things. You chose a word to use that was different from the word I chose. Your word is filled with passion and hate and doubt and fanaticism." She paused, her lips curved into a smile, "While your word is<span style="font-style: italic">far</span>more entertaining than mine, we do have a purpose here as this person stated." She nodded to Rattus and it may have become obvious that except for Andy, they had not used anyone's name. "I tell you what I know, and you argue because you demand to use your word."<br/><br/>Another pause filled her words as she considered how to best continue without unmasking too much. After a moment she looked to Beth, "You have a type of Sight. When you speak to these mages of what you discover, do they doubt you? Now take one small step and believe that my Sight is different. What you question, I know. Within life, there is a spark. The fact that your eyes cannot see a thing, does not mean that it is not there, as you should well know alchemist. So what angers me, is that you humans chose to question<span style="font-style: italic">me</span>because of<span style="font-style: italic">your</span>word. Because you do not feel like admitting chaos is not all, or that something hidden to your eyes might be visible to others."<br/><br/>Chaos was not all, but it was certainly more fun. Aderyn was content she'd argued her point well within in the bounds of continued cooperation and sidhe secrets. There was even a simple answer for why a far should be able to see that spark; many of her ancestors were once considered gods. How should they not be able to see a soul? It was another point the humans could be happy to argue, like souls and how many gods there were and how the universe began. So it was a distracting answer if the question arose, leaving the reason masked. Like the vampire, the faeries fed upon the energy human's put out. They did not need it to survive, having their own spark. It was a thing of great potential though, putting out a trickle of endless sustenance. Of course captured entire... well now there was where the possibilities of what one could accomplish became fascinating.<br/><br/>Islwyn's eyes seemed to hold a light, his lips held a small smile, but his nod to Rattus was one of admiration for the man's control. Being a creature that fed partly upon the emotional output of human's though, he knew when he struck a nerve. "Can you obtain the building plans?" Having realized that the 'senator' creature was an important human he turned, "Or him? While they may have made changes, it makes sense to have such a thing memorized."<br/><br/>He left the study of the drone now and straightened. "Would you like a person that will... trouble technology? Or would that be against your desires? Do you want to learn or do you want to destroy?" His head cocked slightly to the side Islwyn focused on Rattus intently, apparently quite curious.<br/><br/>Dead were food, it was a logical idea. Not only to the vampires of course. Still the way the vampire spoke set his teeth on edge. The missing were interesting. Islwyn pointed out, "It sounds as if both magic and non-magical were taken. I would expect if something is being fed, that they would find those with power. Yet..." He gestured at the senator, who seemed to be lacking in the same energy the mages held, and the talk of a missing child. While a child might hold potential, magic came normally to humans as they aged and not while small.<br/><br/>Raven boldly claiming dead though, made both faeries sneer at her stupidity. If a pair of humans could defeat her, what could she do against an angry nest? Little. Yet she insisted on provoking everyone. It could only be concluded that she was beyond stupid. It was a pity if they were stuck with such a creature, it had to be one who apparently was too young to have many skills, or use of its brain. At least once they'd lived a few hundred years some of them realized that advantage often went with numbers, and boy did the humans have numbers.<br/><br/>Aderyn drifted closer to the Senator and drank in his anguish. Then she reached out and very softly touched his cheek, as if to lift a tear from dry skin. "My kind keep children above prey as well. I will look." After a long moment she withdrew her hand, but stayed standing by the senator now.<br/><br/>She agreed softly, "Most who want those with Power would not want the rest. It just may depend on what the conversion of power is, or if we are wrong in our thoughts and they are in whole ignorant of the power that radiates. Still..." She trailed off and sighed and then admitted, "A human does not need to hold magic to provide power." Pain and fear generated large amounts of energy that could be fed upon, and if a human determined how to harvest a spark? Well. There was a thought to worry over.<br/><br/>Islwyn shrugged and made the gold coin vanish once more. He sent a glance to Aderyn and she looked up, a flicker of lashes. "No one from our.. mound... has been here in a while. It might be useful to think about what we might face in our upcoming adventures. What could they have besides bird hunting lasers? I honestly, would just like something similar to what he has." Islwyn gestured with one hand to show he meant he admired Neo's hand gun.