While Alexia continued eyeballing the place around her, she had the opportunity to enjoy further insights from the city's Tremere Primogen -- insights which didn't seem to have any terribly immediate benefit as he rambled this way and that about the great variety of plants cultivated in the Domes and their useful qualities in certain mystical traditions, especially some of those of the native peoples of the Midwest.  For all that he rambled, he certainly was well-educated in the realm of things thaumaturgical -- and not just the Vampiric discipline, either.  He truly did have what seemed to be an encyclopedic knowledge of magical concerns.  His Childe, Alma, seemed to hang on his every word -- enough so that while Alexia might have had her attention elsewhere, Dr. Lehner was occupied enough not to notice.<br/><br/>While the big names in the city were already present, others seemed to filter in as time went on -- these that Alexia wouldn't recognize, neonates like herself or ancillae who had no reason to be recognized.  Most of them split off when they arrived, finding someone to share their time with in waiting.  Others found a place in the gardens to pass the time, or simply made their way to the schoolhouse to wait.  Lehner had given Alexia the rundown of the who's who in the city -- but more than that, well, that would be up to Alexia to determine.<br/><br/>...<br/><br/>"You know how it goes," was Adam's response.  "Max says jump, right?"  He glanced that way, toward the Prince, who was busy carrying on a conversation with ... someone.  One of the local Brujah crowd; it seemed to Adam like there were always more and more of them, and they certainly weren't<em>his</em>.  Not his problem yet, though.<br/><br/>"The big deal, I mean, that we've got everyone here for -- well, I mean, you're here, you're gonna find out one way or another, right?"  He shrugged, as if it weren't actually a big deal regardless.  "We've got our hands on a<em>traitor</em>.  Can you believe that?  Max wants to address the city, and it sounds like we're gonna make an example out here for all the locals to see.  We've got enough problems, you know, we don't need this kind of shit piling up on top of it."  Again, that shrug.  Like it wasn't really a big deal.  "Sorry, though, man.  Mandatory's mandatory, and you know how the Kaiser gets about that kind of thing.  I don't think it'd go over well for me if I told you you could go."<br/><br/>...<br/><br/>Nobody was really enthusiastic about the dog that followed Rose around, but nobody found it particularly worth worrying about, either.  So many Kindred had little quirks that had to be accepted for their society to function that it hardly seemed worth the hassle to keep the dog out -- and at least if it went making a mess, they were in a garden.  A little fertilizer never hurt in a garden.<br/><br/>On the other hand, hanging around with that wolf-dog, by herself off away from the others, ensured that Rose was in fact left to her lonesome; while the others hung around with their peers or friends, waiting for the main event of the night, they made an active effort to keep their distance.  Nothing should go wrong in Elysium, of course -- but that didn't mean Rose's attitude didn't convince people to keep their distance.  A lonely way to behave, really.