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Stygian sat in the corner, licking her claws disinterestedly. “You all should have heeded my warning. It would have saved some headaches.”

Stygian stared unflinchingly at the bizarre Vulpix-human child, her blood-red eyes betraying no emotion. This was something they called a 'vanilla game.' There were no tricks, no illusions, no redirects or ambiguities of any kind. No concealed truths hiding behind unlikely circumstance...

Stygian cast a glance over the crowd, considering everyone. "The Espurr hasn't spoken yet, either. We need to hear from her." The Voice in her head was saying that this Espurr's allegiances very often came into question from saying very little. The sooner they could get that out of the way...

Stygian looked impatient. "There are two options. Either one kill was performed, and two died because they were 'lovers.' Or two kills were performed. We have no sign for or against a Bodyguard either way. It is exactly as likely as it was when the list of possible abilities was given."...

'Lovers'... Absol had absorbed the information from that cursed book, and yet had overlooked that possibility. For some reason, a voice in the back of her head found that word rather exhausting. Absol stared straight back at him, eyes sharp. Fussing over names... he even acted like a human...

An Absol sat quietly off to the side of the gathering, tensed and quiet. She hadn't asked to be here, she didn't want to be here, and now not one, but two of their number had been picked off in the night. Mew was twirling around like an idiot, as if this were some sort of fun party. Someone...