Lion Head Mesa (ap) talking to a plant in the corner

when the partygoers had gone below ground, germanicus would go to the shadow.

he would not be so necessary there, he felt. the guests were outnumbered by the residents and guards of akashingo.

the eagle did not allow his mind to stray toward the conversation that sat at its back. 

eventually his patrol of the carousing-grounds brought him to nephele. they still called her sabah here. but it was not something that warranted his comment. he stood alongside her in the guise of outward relaxation. 

the scent of fruit was here. germanicus was displeased. but she did not answer to him, and so her potential drunkenness was not his to address. "have you seen anything of interest tonight?"