"I tried speaking with the man!"  She said, practically begging Maclyn, "He's as silent as a sphinx!  I don't think you're like to have any more luck speaking to him then I did." She shook her head and sighed, "Suit yourself, we'll pursue our own avenues, and you pursue yours."  She narrowed her dark eyebrows at him, frustration obvious in her features.<br/><br/>She offered her arm to Viviana, "Shall we, my dear?"  She rested her hand on Viviana's in an almost gentlemanly fashion.  "I suppose if the good Doctor is two hesitant to risk a little wrath, then we are on our own."