<strong>"More or less the size of it.  The Killjoys are someone else's new cannon fodder. I just don't know who, or I'd already be working on doing something direct."</strong>He snorts.<strong>"They probably trashed my place on the assumption that I know more than I do and that I'd be scared off. And come to think of it, since I do have to leave town for a while..."</strong><br/><br/>His expression shifts. It's not exactly more cheerful, but he certainly looks more alive and engaged all of a sudden.<br/><br/><strong>"The Scholarly Dragon's locals don't get involved because we aren't their people. Ethnic boundaries apply. Sometimes people get denied help because of who they aren't, and it's kind of dumb to bitch if they proceed to take matters into their own hands afterwards."</strong><br/><br/>He raises an eyebrow.<br/><br/><strong>"And Ingress might not have told you because she was afraid of how you'd respond. Kind of an awkward conversation to have with your new fiancee-designate, yeah? Not that I can relate.  I pull something like that on Suki, I won't be sleeping on the couch so much as six feet under."</strong>