#ccsemberclub

He drums his fingers on his leg. "Should we warn the Farmhold?"

"I need to stay away from there. We could warn them why. What if they try to help?"

A sigh. "Trolls."

"Trolls" She sighs

"Mind you, the older ones probably know better than to go attack a prodigal on its own terf but some of the young ones"

"... think they are omniscient and immortal." he finishes.

"Just so, wilders make my teeth ache" She huffs then realizes "And we do NOT Tell Caesar about this"

"
My question and point is, I suppose, will a vampire target those you care for to get to you?"

"Damn it" she gets up and paces

He seems reluctant to release her hand, but does, to allow her to pace. "Are -they- proponents of a scorched earth policy? Overkill, and fighting dirty?"

"No..they worry too much about keeping secret" She says

"Mmm. If we attack them in Belgium, that will be the nobility's issue, hm?" He finds some solace "Right of Ignorance and all."

"Well, I suppose yes?" She says

she has let him hold her hand while she paced back and forth in front of him

(If she wants to move, he gives her that freedom)

"That's something, at least." He stands "Let's go back to the Club, Dearest. I want to look more closely at the intell."

"Yes, dear" she walks with him, Wheeelr an efficient shadow near them both

He offers his hand, and they stroll back to the Club.

(End scene)