[Rodin puts the sword down in favor of a cigar. Rather than reaching for a lighter, he holds his thumb under it and a small tongue of purple Hellfire flares to life. He takes a long drag, and an almost sigh like exhale.]

So much for playin' that new Zelda game on release. I'll do some looking around. Got all kinds of contacts in low places, if ya catch my drift.

[Eva attempts to quickly stand, only to wobble instead.]

I'll-

[Alastor's almost immediately over to steady her.]

You'll rest, at least until you get settled back in.