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As Felix stood and watched the exchange between the two people he felt an increasing sense of alienation. Not just from them but from everything. The suddenness of it all, the events that had just transpired, was overwhelming. He had never once before considered Pandora to be the kind of person to get mixed up in anything like this and to watch her talking with one of the most feared men in the city scared him. How little he knew about someone he ahd known for so long. He could not help but think how much else went on around him that he may never know, what mysteries remained unravelled, what events went unnoticed. Who knew what secrets lay behind the slightest movement in the corner of one's eye on a dark night. Even the most innocent of people could find themselves dragged into a world in which they never knew existed. Of course he was not referring to himself in these thoughts. He was hardly the most pure-minded of people; sinful thoughts, imagination fuelled by bitterness that threatened to cross into the realms of hate at any given moment, threatened to topple him towards violence every day. It was only by not knowing that he managed to hold back.

And now he was being given the news that he was inches from death at the hands of another, a non-magic assassin (There was no beating around the bush in his mind, the distinction was far from clear even in the words given to him). And then news was passed back from Pandora to Amon and that seemed o be it. What came next was no business of his, he only wanted to be gone far away from that place, back home where he could fool himself into believing he was safe.

He stood awkwardly in the corner of the room, a casual observer with a worried expression, and said very little, only nodding when his question was answered in the bleakest and most clinical terms he could fathom for the situation.

"So what happens next?" he interjected, trying to keep his voice level as he chewed on his fingernails. "Those... mercenaries, back at Pan's house, what happens to them?" He looked over at his former pupil. "And what happens to you? You can't go back there." He had not even thought it until he said it. The realisation that her whole world was on the brink of collapsing, if indeed it already hadn't, was only now hitting him. He felt certain she had already given much thought to this by now. If they, whoever they were knew where she lived then she couldn't possibly return home. He felt a twinge of guilt at having worriedso much for himself when she was clearly the target who had now been forced elsewhere on two ocassions... That he knew of.