The man cocked his head to the side, and saw Mina stand.  His eyes swept over her with a quick, experienced assessment.  A turn of his head and it seemed as if he communed with Jagger.  The panther would stalk off the platform and approach where she was.  His eyes drilled into hers, and the intelligence within them was startling.  It purred and would move its head forward towards her, yet still be within the circle in the middle of the tent.  Beckoning her to come over and pet him, obviously.<br/><br/>"Go ahead madame," the man on the platform said, his eyes flicking from the scene to the shadows of the tent.  As if finding the affirmation he needed, the man would bring his hands together before him, fingers moving between each other as he watched.  "Pet the beast.  See what happens when you step out of the comfortable world of the norm and enter into the world of the Night Parade."