"Far as I'm aware only you, me and Ecchan are in the loop right now. Octava is hung up on some personal tripe. Segunda is unaccounted for, Cuarta seems to be in his place as usual, likewise with Quinta. No clue with Sexta. The Septima is probably goofing around. Novena... heck if I know, possibly drinking himself stupid. I heard the Decima isn't in Las Noches right now, but that's nothing new." He wasn't sure why he rattled off like that. His intelligence on the subject was sketchy anyway.

"I can't shake the feeling this was in preparation for a preemptive attack, Cuerva. What's on your mind?"