He nodded to several of the people around him, actual followers rather than toadies or the opportunistic, before summoning his antiquated Sivridut as he spotted the fake. His grin was positively vicious as he slowly walked up behind the imposter, and raised the blunt end of the weapon over his head, before bringing it down in what looked like a vicious blow, only for it to stop and rest gently on the fake's shoulder. "And what... have I finally caught up with?"<br/><br/>He glanced past the fake, and nodded politely to Sabrael. "Ma'am, be with you in one minute, mayhap we can enjoy another Mortality game? I will even start this one with a one second turn timer. And did you ever make one of the Knight pieces into me?"<br/><br/>The second to last sentence was a reference to the rule he had implemented halfway through their game in the eatery while Avi had been enjoying a forum debate with other angels. And the Knight comment had been his request as to which piece she would replace with a likeness of him, cause it 'moved oddly and unpredictably.'