"Good," was Pylades' reply, and he nodded once. "Come on, let's get out of here. I'm tired of smelling sweat, both mine and other people's. You can come to my apartment if you want, though you might have to wait while I have a shower. And then we can plot our adventures."
He rolled his eyes. "Still about her, after all this time," he said. "Not that I'm surprised. I'm sure she'll turn up soon, this place seems to draw people like us like magnets."