Great, another train of thought arriving in the already overcrowded station of Camille's mind. She looked at Liandra a little desparately. "Is this really the time to ask?" She whispered. "Someone just killed someone else and you want to know my sexual orientation?"<br/>She shook her head briefly trying to dismiss the thought. "I'll peel you loose." She said then and reached down her sweater and began to carefully peel Liandra's wings loose.<br/><br/>"I spoke with Davilon on the Radio. He said that he was coming this way."