“I’m happy to hear that resolution,” Lilith admitted with a smile and a nod. She could reason with him and he could push his pride away. That was a good sign. Perhaps he wasn’t such lost case as his passionate speech of hatred made it sound. He would pass the word, he would remember the Night Lords as enemies. Lilith would cripple their power status if they ever arrived and found themselves desirous to build armies.
“Ah, look at the hour. I am waited at home. I bid you a good evening, Valek. You will be in my prayers,” she told him and began to walk in direction of the streets. She could use less mundane transports but would be far less suspicious to look for a cab.