Tilting his head slightly, much as an animal would when curious or confused, she could have sworn the red lenses that acted as his eyes to the word were almost glowing of their own accord now.<i> "Where to?" </i>he asked, his gravelly voice now a bit louder then when he had no power in his mask, the tone laced with a slight static.<i>"The lobby, is that way." </i>the cadaver said, gesturing with a glove covered thumb down one end of the hallway,<i> "The Lady's... office, is that way." </i>Extending a pointer finger from that same hand and aiming it over her shoulder...<i>"Shall I, join you?"<br/>
</i><br/>While he may have stood much taller then her, they both knew she was the stronger, and likely the faster of them both. One of his hands never left the hiding of his numerous cloaks however. This seeming like a silent declaration he was holding onto at least one weapon... He felt a strange kinship with Jynx. Neither one really belonged, and while their interactions were minimal, he was sure they had much more in common then he would have enjoyed admitting.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>