Damion made sure to stay sober for the entirety of the evening, more due to his preference against alcohol then anything else. He wasn't sure why, but the smell of ale and booze simply seemed unappealing, uninteresting, unappetizing to him. He himself would also make his way to his own guest room, since he intended on just giving Cassia some time alone for the night.<br/><br/>......................................<br/><br/>Mina would hear the song out of the corner of her ear, and all of a sudden, her hunt became one of an entirely different creature. It wasn't like her mark was really bothering anybody anyway, it was just that it's pelt was worth a king's ransom to the proper bidders and collectors. Even then, Mina had more money tucked away then she'd ever know what to do with for the entire rest of her life, so she was really just out here for the thrill of the hunt anyway.<br/><br/>She popped up right by Rosary's side, leaping down from the trees behind her and coming up behind the young nun. "That's a lovely singing voice you've got there."