Saerian really liked Dawn, power aside. He could identify with her, understand a lot of her motivations. After all, he'd been in shadow for a long time, thanks to a very powerful woman.
He could relate.
The Bronze seemed like a place he'd like, too. He'd liked the clubs Phaedra frequented in Seattle, and had gone to them regularly. He liked being around people, even if he wasn't doing anything to them.
He put himself in the crowd, back near the pool tables, and offered Dawn a nod of his head when she looked his way.