"What is it with you and eyes?" Ariel asked, shaking his head slightly. Honestly, it seemed like every other conversation -- okay twice now. Twice there was an eye thing but that was beside the point. But they really needed to talk about the issues that Sunni had found.
Vienna? London? His expression was quickly falling as he started putting pieces together. The fact that the little Malk-inner-trio was leaving the city was very telling. "Hunters," he murmured weakly. Damn it. How the fuck were they supposed to stop this now? Kill the hunters, they send more. Kill them, they send the rest. They wouldn't fucking stop until New York was, essentially, cleansed. He cleared his throat, "Okay. What are all the details?"