Lykos frowned at the cultist, before making his way over to the waitress, and asking for a meal to be taken up to their room. He then sauntered over to the cultist's table and sat down, before pulling out the lamia's mask. "How can I help you?"<br/><br/>He flashed the lamia's mask, before causally putting it back into his bag of holding, and then smiling at the cultist, daring him to try something. His shadow was under the table but still attached to him, ready to swipe at the cultist if he tried anything.