Percival smiled as he let her past. As he had the information he wanted, he didn't see anything wrong with allowing her to get some sleep. As he retreated to his own living quarters, he glanced back over his shoulder and thanked her, albeit condescendingly. "Madame, I will never understand your choices, but I thank you for being so... cooperative." and he left, not caring about the look he was getting.<br/><br/>As he entered his bedroom, he went over to a panel on the wall and typed in the keycode. "Percival, enemy 28. Jason. Race, Human. Prior occupation, Country Farmhand. Chance of besting Salerous," he paused as he calculated the odds. "zero point six percent." and he closed the recording device, locking it as he did so. striding over to his bed, he began to lie down and drift into dreamland, where, for some reason, he dreamt of Ryder besting him with a stone. he tossed and turned during the night and when he awoke, he was shaken. "A stone? what could it mean? Bested by a STONE?" he had yelled this last word and thrown his hands up in the air. what did it all mean? and why was he so worried? after all, Jason was a human, right? he quickly regained his composure and went to get Salerous so he could watch the fight, unaware of The Snake King's plans of deceit.