The woman nodded, but made no attempt to move from her position.  Her eyes shifted once or twice to the magical sword laying by Damark's corpse, and it seemed as if she was either thinking about going for it, or considering that if she took even a single step towards it, she'd risk getting eviscerated like Johns had been.<strong>"Under his cloak, pinned to his breast, you should see his pin.  Closed fist,"</strong>She gestured towards Damark's body, with the massive pool of blood under his torn out throat,<strong>"He's defenitely a member of the Cabal.  Only reason I listened to him.  I owed some debts, nothing big, but he said if I came and helped threaten a single girl, he'd take care of them for me.  I don't know Johns, but I imagine he was in a similar situation.  Of course, he didn't say nothin about the single girl being some sort of bear monster."</strong><br/><br/>She swallowed and suddenly realized what she was saying, and added,<strong>"No offense."</strong><br/><br/>But she nodded again towards the  body near the door to the apartment and said,<strong> "You can check for yourself if you don't believe me.  As for why I didn't mention this before, when did you want that?  When you was biting the throats outta the men I came here with, or when I was fleeing in terror and you was holdin me up side down and threatening to track me down and eat me?  Cause it seems like I said it as soon as I wasn't about ready to piss myself in fear."</strong><br/><br/>It seemed that the woman was growing a little bit bolder, a little less terrified now that Velma wasn't immediately about to kill her in a single swipe of furry bear paws.  But still she sat perfectly still right where Velma had deposited her, so she was at least smart enough not to try anything funny.