Stutely took the pint, but didn't drink immediately either, still rubbing his knuckles and studying Marian's face carefully.
"Clio..." He hesitated, realised at once he couldn't remember if Marian had been a part of those other conversations, if she actually knew who Clio was. (Hell. He shouldn't have waited till now to check on her, shouldn't have let her stew this long.) "Uh, my girlfriend. She knows this computer-type god, one of the new lot. He's willing to fuck with the Sheriff's finances as a favour to her. It'd hamstring him for a bit, give us some space. Might even be able to pin it on Gisborne, pit them both against each other."