By the time Roga wakes, the noblewoman is gone, and he has a pretty good idea of who did it.  Before he can do anything, though, a ruckus breaks out and the fur begins to fly.  Disheartened already, Roga doesn't even bother trying to get a word in and just leaves with Kara.  His memory lights up with her comment on how people taste, but he pushes it to the side for the moment.  "Well, that was some night," he says.