<strong>"I do wonder what all that was about. I hope they didn't lose someone,"</strong>Jonas remarked, referring to the Half-Orc. His right eyebrow raised as if of its own accord.<strong>"I ponder... were you to take someone 'hostage' in this game, think of all the despicable actions that this new situation has made possible, without the ability to log out; the actions in that alley could just be the start."</strong>He grimaces.<strong>"The worst of mankind is reflected when faced with death, as is the best. Let us hope not to embrace nor meet the former."</strong>A somber moment passed before Krista rejoined them.<br/><br/>Jonas stood when she arrived, as he would also have done when Moshi made her appearance. It was an antiquated custom but in such a setting it seemed apropos.<strong>"Oh, yes, I imagine we had but I think Tigara and Moshi had quite a night, their clothing seemed to need replacing. I would hope they will return after finding suitable garments... or unsuitable garments none the less. Tigara seems to be adjusting to her new body with relative ease, not the apprehension of last night."</strong>A faint red marked the otherwise tanned features of the rogue as he spoke on the latest topic.<strong>"I slept well. I trust you had no trouble sleeping? I..."</strong>He trailed off a bit, eyes focused elsewhere for the moment.<strong>"I think I'm going to find a proper lab, maybe brew up some poisons. I doubt we'll need them as yet, but it doesn't hurt."</strong>