His head cocked to the side, and he simply stared at the retreating elf's back for a moment, wondering what he had been thanked for. Shaking his head, he turned back to the drink in front of him, downing it quickly, and then standing up, and heading out into the night, wanting to check something.<br/><br/>An hour later he was back in his lab, and staring at the creature growing in the lab, slowly molding her into a paragon that would start her race. Once he was done making what modifications to her that he could, and she was as close to perfect as he could make her at the moment, he retired to his room, and sat staring at the wall, before skipping to the morning.<br/><br/>Once his consciousness had returned, he sat in the main room of the mansion, wanting the others to be out so they could discuss their final plans for the day, and see if they were ready to head off after the lich.