He snapped his fingers suddenly. "Manor! That was the word I was looking for. And of course it was undignified. It was a spontaneous descriptor from a human. High end dignity is not something the average human is overly worried about.<br/><br/>And of course you are. Anyhoo, you should get back before someone ELSE notices you are here, like Leanansidhe or Erkling. And I should go and make sure that one isn't collecting all of my support staff."<br/><br/>He started back, before thinking of something. "And would you please see if Bahamut has any suggestions on how to at least prevent that one," he jerked his head toward the bedroom, "from 'corrupting' people? At very least, Sapphire and Meredia should have that, if only so I know some of the advice is at<strong>least</strong>reliable from a strategic level? And yes, I realize she would protest the word 'corruption' but it fits fairly well. And even if it is fun, well, I am sure most succubi and incubi say the same thing."<br/><br/>Once Aurelia was on her way, he headed back in, and just stayed in the background, leaning against a wall, watching, observing, analyzing everything that was going on. Subconsciously plotting the fastest, most efficient, and quietest way to take out everyone in the room. He smiled thinly to himself, knowing the SEAL teams back home had that as their unofficial motto, but he was the only person he had ever met that did it automatically, from birth, without also being a psychopathic, sociopathic mass murderer.