#ezra08

Why he was in the club, he wasn't sure. The days following New Years had been calm and quiet. There wasn't really a need to move things further, there wasn't a dire and direct cause for being here but perhaps he just wanted to check up on Ezra. The man had seemed... tense at the party. And sure enough as his eyes scanned the crowds, he found himself face to face with everything that was impure in his thinking process. The inventor stood there, all clear mind and calm gaze before he moved forward and knelt before Ezra in the chair. "You look like hell." He told the man, concern written all over his face.