Pain (be it inflicted by Alex or by magic) is doing more than enough to keep people in line. Not particularly calm, because just about everyone's looking more than just a little on edge, but well kept in line. In contrast, the air in the manager's office is detachedly calm. That doesn't help much with the interior decoration being best described as 'holographic Neon Jungle Nightmare" but it's at least something to calm the adrenal glands of people that still have them.<br/><br/>Like the manager, or the clannish leader lounging in the warm 'river' made by a hot tub and lots of holograms. "Hail, hail, to the conquering hero," the manager cheers, standing just long enough to get chilled a little by one of the air conditioners turning on. January just stays in the water. "Well, you know, lil' Juna had said you were impressive, but that's something else."<br/><br/>The night manager takes over, all business other than being a bare-naked dwarf lounging in hot water. "So, I heard you wanted to talk with me? Or us?"