“Good!” There will be parties and this is the main thing. Blaze keys the door open while she asks out of curiosity, “Naugus is that… sort of warlock guy, right? With the wings? Maybe he’d want to join in.”

She’s heard about Naugus. Verity may deduce she hasn’t heard much detail beyond ‘the magic guy with bat wings who makes portals’ and ‘for a good time, ask him what species he is’. Verity may also deduce Blaze is the best roommate ever. Or would be if she, you know, used her room ever.

They’re not alone when they emerge into the shadowed hall: there’s a Hunter by the Ahamkara bones, holding the real one up to his hooded face and cocking his head to listen.