He raised an eyebrow, before laughing softly. "So was I, until I got here at least. Allergic to cats, I mean. Tell you what, if after knowing me a bit and trust my intentions, you can swing by, and we can probably do something about that allergy."<br/><br/>He raised his glass to the departing lady, before nodding. "As do I, ma'am."<br/><br/>Once she was gone, he forced himself to relax, before heading back to his room. He needed to pass out, that exchange had been more exhausting than the battle with the White. He just hoped they finished with the revolver soon, he would need to start familiarizing himself with it as soon as possible. And tomorrow he would head out, and buy a few slugs of various metals, so he could start transmuting to make more. It would hurt, but it was the easiest and cheapest way to get more. A cold iron, silver, and lead, maybe a couple others as well.