Unsuccessfully pestering the receptionist in Deka An-Keret's office for gossip, the stalwart duo return home to see if anything interesting has happened. On the doorstep, Aech abruptly stops, sniffing the air as if some sort of rancid spirit had passed mere minutes ago. Idessa, standing behind him, not really having noticed that she isn't moving anymore, examines a fingernail. She does, however, notice when Aech abrupylu yanks (insofar it can be called yanking when he applies the exact amount of torque onto the heavy slab with three fingers to swing it open and one more finger on the other side stops it exactly perpendicular to the frame) the door open and stands there staring inside. Idessa propels her upper body upward and slightly to the side so that her head is just peaking over Aech's shoulder, and begins to ramble, "Hey Isal I got you these orphan shiskebabs. They were only 3 a copper with a bowl of brown down by the docks so I grabbed a couple," slightly more than a couple, if the beginning of that sentence was anything to go by, "but turns out I don't really have to eat. They're not really made of orphans either, probably, it's just called that because-" she abruptly cut off, her eyes having landed on what Aech was starting at. "Oh."