Stopping before the surprisingly bright looking minotaur, and putting it down the establishment picking out the best it can find, those rare individuals that surpass all of their brethren, Atelia nods, peering in through the door.<br/><br/>"Yes, that is I. The three here are with me as my escort. They will cause no trouble of their own."<br/><br/>She couldn't see Bonesaw behind her, but could sense his impatience, knowing that he almost wished the imposing beast before them would make an attack so that he could lay into him with full force. Even Reaver seemed slightly more on edge that usual, and she made a mental note to summon another devil at some point, to at least provide someone for the poor devil to feel kinship with.<br/><br/>The young archivist smiled at the antics going on inside, wondering exactly what the cause of excitement could be amidst that peculiar group of adventurers, and curious as to what grounds the two fiendish generals might be basing their opinions on. But she knew it would be impolite to just walk up and listen in - and they wouldn't take kindly to impoliteness. Besides, it really wouldn't do to delay the meeting she had there.