I drank the stew I was given slowly as all this played out. Not very happy at all to see all these guns.. I watched in awe as brand got angry, no doubt fixing to end frank... Though hunter stood in his way. I was loving just how brave this cat was... As I drank the last of my stew, the fight had ceased.. For now. I walked over and took another bowl of stew, never noticing this table before. I then sat down across from Brand, deciding to let hunter and frank do their own thing. I hoped the detective would come sit with me, though all I was hoping for was brand to simply introduce himself. Many a thought passed through my head. I failed to notice that I was staring at him. My blue eyes fixed on nothing, but you... It seems. (Someone warn me when we do that.xD)