Crow had slipped in to the third floor room, he looks just like dark corner of the room and his crimson eyes peered on the crowd. Indeed colorful crowd it was. He even recognized one of the guests; Widow. There is no chance mistake his gender androgynous beauty anywhere else. His presence made worried that Lover may be behind the gathering, seeing all beautiful women more than increased suspicion this was Lover's trap to capture beautiful people.....or handsome mute abyssals for that matter.<br/><br/>Only thing which kept him there, was fact that Widow was renegade by latest spies reports before he became one himself. So knowing that he doubts this is trap laid by Walker or Lover....also listening conversations going on quietly around everyone has not met their hostess apparently. So they all are egually confused.<br/><br/><em>A mystery indeed.</em><br/><br/>Crow silently listens and observes, however remaining on guard if this is indeed a trap somekind. But he is now also concerned for safety of the people in the room, if things turn ugly he needs usher them out before he can surrender to bloodlust of Hungry Ghost and go rampage on the enemy.