[Salone]

Lev watched Rue make her way to the manhole, raising an eyebrow as she did. He gave her a few seconds before he excused himself from the group.

"I must go. Remember."

With that, he went cautiously down the manhole. He still gripped his revolver in his hand, making him take his time as he carefully lowered himself. Once again he felt relief as shoes touched grimy flooring.

Returned!

Lev walked forward slowly, cautiously making his way back to where...where he knew he had done something. Could he have really ate those things?

More! Consume!

He batted at something near his ear with his offhand, cautiously coming up on Rue's huddled form.

RIPE FLESH! Amongst the feast! Presents herselftofeedwemustfeedtheFLESHiswrithingwithwarmt h!

He eased behind her with the stealth of a feline, steps not making a sound as he came within reach of Rue. His eyes stared at the back of her head, contemplating her for a moment before he spoke.

"What are you doing?"