Selene stared to the ceiling in a moment of private prayer.<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 6pt;">"Holy mother…"</span>Even<em>she</em>knew better than to insult the person they wanted information from. She sighed softly and shook her head; raising a hand pinch the bridge of her nose, before looking up at Angelo's arrival.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 6pt;">"Well, better him than me."</span>She muttered beneath her breath, slowly turning to try and keep visual track of the converging magic. She hadn't seen magic, other than her own, before.<br/><br/>"Nice." She responded to the near location.<br/><br/>"Less nice." She added upon hearing the changeling was being chased.<br/><br/>"Now when you say 'men'?" She asked, cocking her head to the side. Thus far she had met wizards, werewolves and changelings; there had also been mention of vampires.<br/><br/>Of course he question was left unanswered, as the wizard in question ran for the door, and she followed close on his heels. This time she actually just ran through the dance floor. Her left hand reached for her right wrist, index and long finger extended; despite there being nothing there at the moment, her fingers came away trailing starlight. Selene brought her hand out to her side and opened it; the trailing starlight spiraled out into a pale galaxy. She closed her hand into a fist, the galaxy arms snapped straight and Selene's Kensai was again in her hand.<br/><br/>She didn't even wait for Angelo to take his detour to his trunk.<br/>