A short time later Ariadne returned to the bar where Marcus was sat reading a book, a sombre look across her face.<br/><br/>"I think she knew her time was almost up," Marcus said, passing her a drink. "She even said to me she suspected she was staying alive long enough to pass her knowledge on to someone who needed it. Was her information useful?"<br/><br/>"She gave more than information," Ariadne said with a slight smile. "I'll tell the others once they're ready. How are they doing?"<br/><br/>"When are you going to tell him about you and Ebony?" Marcus asked, raising an eyebrow. He laughed at the look of surprise Ariadne gave him. "The amount of time I've know you you're surprised I managed to pick up on that? The poor guy can't decide which of you two he wants to flirt with more, you ought to tell him before you get the urge to stick one of your knives somewhere he regrets."