The alchemist nod his head, standing up and heading out, to make room for Gabriel to head on out again and take care of the rest of the business. The alchemist was getting wary looks from people, but after having been sent forth he seemed to get accepted at least enough to move about, since the guards had not heard Gabriel tell them to lock the fellow up.<br/><br/>As the day went on, and the interviews came to an end, Gabriel found Michael standing atop the ramparts, watching the city from up high there, a silent look of solemn seriousness on his face. Quiet, unspeaking. Similar to a certain lady usually. Though on that note, she had not been outside since they returned.