There was something different about the tavern. Typically, the mood in it was cheerful, almost homey; for the past few days, however, it had been... solemn.

It could have been blamed on a number of things. Because of the recent strike against GLaDOS, people were remembering those that had been repodded, and Hisk, the previous helper, was among that group. Kawalsky, Cassie, and two of the people in the pods had been killed. And lastly, though it was public knowledge by that point that Hiccup and Rose had been hurt, it wasn't yet known exactly what had happened or how bad it was.

Kang knew, though.

All of that combined equaled a somewhat mopey draconian behind the bar.

Negi hadn't had time to focus on the going-ons in the city, even with a hostage and a bomb situation and the away team getting hurt. No, what was on his mind was the GlaDoS thing that was announced a while ago.

He himself had been taken by the AI and now he could admit there was a good reason for it, and he did like the logic puzzles.

But his mind was focused now on finding two different pods. Out of millions, he was still determined to find them and he sent out search spells in different directions, something he had been working on with Vivio lately.

Rastel Maskil Magister. Peto of lux lucis quod verum , reperio of ancient vicis , altivolus extrarius quod reperio unus quisnam Volo ut locus.

Balls of light soared in different directions. He needed to find them, to see if they were okay. Stacy couldn't tell him which pods they were in, so he kept looking, his mind on Yue and Chao.

In the aftermath of the hostage situation, there were four funerals to be held. One for Major Charles Kawalsky, Cassandra "Stature" Lang, Private William Hudson, and the pod Stacy identified as Galaxy Blaster. There were only the remains of Charles Kawalsky and Hudson to be dealt with. The corpse of the parasite, Shiva, was given to Luis Sera.

They were gone now. All that was left was to say goodbye.