Vanadis-4 had intended to help keep half an eye on the proceedings, but the Warlock has gotten herself quite buried in a book in one corner of the bar, leaving her Ghost to occasionally flit back and forth to check on her.

Athena hovers near the human Ghost's shoulder, twisting her shell this way and that. "You should eat something healthy," she suggests, her optic flickering over the dishes on offer. "That one - the bread with the seeds in it."