"Not food, no," Minha responded wryly, shaking her head, giving the kitty scratches on her chin.  The demon's presence had ignited the memory of why she'd come here in the first place.  "Brass Fist Bodhisattva is one of my peers," she explained to the cat in her lap.  "He is what we call a Defiler, one of the changed Twilight Castes.  He's a student of the Infernal Monster style--"  the notion is pronounced with a certain wry sadness-- "and was responsible for unearthing many of the calamities of the First Age used against the enemies of the Yozi.  The stories say he never much liked conflict in that fashion, but..."<br/><br/>She trailed off, remembering why she'd come here.  "Respected one," Minha said with an inclination of her head, shifting to address the amphiselia, "I have come pursuing the Bodhisattva to ensure he arrives at the Allthing in time.  What did he do while he was here, and where did he go when he was done?"