<blockquote><div><cite>Angel wrote:</cite>"At least tell me I can deal with her once you're done though. It's no more than she deserves or than she had planned for us."</div></blockquote><br/>"I'll see what I can do," Alyssa replies, as warmly as she can muster - which, all things considered, is rather tepid at the moment. In truth, she doubts they'll be seeing Big Belly again any time soon, if at all; once the watch is finished questioning her and her allies, the Domrunian side will no doubt have punishments of their own to inflict on the guard-killing cats, most likely of the horrific and fatal variety. How Angel might take that news, however, is beyond Alyssa, so she leaves her assurance at a few words and turns her attention back to more immediate matters - namely, how to retrieve their fallen and get back to the watch house from here.<br/><br/>"Constable Thuror?" she calls. "Would it be safe to stop for a minute? I need to find our bearings, and recover the drivers."