"Ajani." Something was off about him. Not in a bad way, but those who saw him should be able to tell he was carrying a lot of weight with him, emotionally. He gripped the cloak that hung over his shoulders, much too small for the Leonin to use effectively. He closed his eyes for a moment and let out a heavy sigh. "Well... come. We have much work to do."
Arlinn and Thalia stood there, both in a bit of shock. Rasus, it seemed, was trying to get a gift for helping out. And Arlinn supposed he deserved something small as a parting gift for saving her. She reached into a pouch, grabbed a gold coin and tossed it to him. "Bring that back next time you come to Innistrad. One drink, assuming towns are rebuilt by then."
Thalia looked to Alwin, still not quite happy to be working with a demon, but was a bit more respectful of him. "Look. Don't die. I want to be the ome to kill you. Innistrad's demons are my problem. Got it?"