"...Not from Connlaoth? Really...?" Beatrid asked, blinking. A Mordecai from outside of Connlaoth? Really? She'd never heard of that before, but...it was certainly not an impossibility, not by any means! After all...people from Connlaoth did leave to live elsewhere, though she personally couldn't really imagine why; mages bred like...bunnies, to use Hek's phrasing...outside of Connlaoth. Though she knew some people also left to do their part to help the outside world.
"Ah well, whatever. Let's go." Time to escape from this lovely, lovely...place. And quick, before any of those sunny bastards stalked them or something. Kuro was definitely the most stalkerish, but Drones...you never knew. He had anger issues.
Cough...and she didn't. Ahem.
Leading the way out of the palace, she could feel her shoulders tighten and hunch up as, of course, the first person she saw was--wait for it--Kuro. Of bloody course. How the hell did he always somehow manage to be right where she was or where she was going?! Good Gods. She felt her hand tighten into a fist within the pocket of her breeches, fingers flexing--and encountering a bit of pocket lint, too!--but she didn't do anything more than glance at him, snort, and walk right on past with her head high. If at a moderately quicker pace, because she wanted to lose herself in some crowd with Hek before he could stalk them or something.
...And just to make sure she didn't lose Hek in the process, she snatched him by the wrist with her free hand.
It was just a given that wherever she was...he'd be there. And it drove her up a wall.
[Whoo, now for Reajh!]