<strong>~  Kyan Dryden and Brie Hatteclyff in the Drawing Room</strong><br/>Kyan and Brie both watched to arrival of the Bobbies, more screams, an Inspector leave, a doctor and a new Lady arrive. Kyan took only slight interest in the newest arrival before turning to Brie. “I think I’ve about had my fill of all of this. Seeing some long gone dead mummy unwrapped doesn’t equal to all this fuss, cousin.”<br/><br/>Brie sighed, but nodded. She was starting to agree with Kyan on that score. “I think you are right cousin. I am sorry to have drug you to this.”<br/><br/>Kyan shakes his head. “No, better I am here after all than you unescorted. Here, play along, see if we can’t extract ourselves from this mess quickly.” Brie cocked her brow, but gave a slight nod in agreement. Kyan raised his voice. “Inspector? Inspector please. My cousin is feeling unwell at these current events. Is there any way you can get our statements so I may get her home?”<br/><br/>Brie who but seconds before looked the picture of health, suddenly looked pale and drawn. Her hand shook slightly as she patted Kyan’s hand, and her voice quivered slightly. “Now, now cousin. They will get to us in time I am sure. There is no need to be pushy. I… can manage.” She swallows hastily and repeatedly suddenly as if she’s trying to keep her stomach down. Her eyes looked distressed and slightly pained.<br/><br/>If Kyan didn’t know better, he would have actually thought Brie ill. “No, cousin. You should get home.” He turns to the Inspectors. “Maybe I can give you our residence and you can come at a later time?” Turning back to Brie, he became the picture of the concerned cousin trying to protect and care for his fragile and frail female cousin. “It’s alright Brie, just hang in there a bit longer. We’ll be out of here soon. I promise.”<br/>