Of course. Why try to negotiate when you can just steamroll over everyone else. [He remembers a flash of fang, a glint of light off a green gem on a choker. This is not the first time.

He leans into her touch, just sagging down next to her.] Little shit. [There's an exasperated fondness there. He and Vax had their differences, sure. At the end of the day, though—they had been family, and that means something to Percy.] When you find him, do let me yell at him for making it so difficult to find him.

...will they ask you for anything? I'm happy to take on commissions, do whatever job they ask, if it means a concrete lead.