*Takes bite of bagel.* The center of the damn galaxy, fighting all kinds of things. Dinos, mutants, Asgardian mechs, Jaffa contingents, Wraith... I feel pretty goo. the idiot Allfather people do not knowhow to keep a prisoner...
Aahuus flinches slightly at the question. He had expected D'Tan to be at least cordial, but he must be letting his anger at the Tal'Shiar slip through. It also didn't help that Aahuus was thinking of the guard from earlier. He could've have sworn it was Aiel, but the hair was too short and she was in uniform. Not Aiel, but…
Perseus tenses at the sound of stomach growling. He looks around, trying to find the source. "Hello? Anyone there?" he says, looking side to side slowly.
*Walks in shirtless, bloody, and with tribal tattoos and charms around his body. Carries eight foot ebony staff like it was nothing. Grabs bagel and smiles.* How you guys been?
Aahuus stands quickly, not remembering to feign any discomfort. It was news to him, this Romulan regeneration. He would have to look into it later. H'Gall motions to him, meaning it's time for the meeting. Aahuus grabs Talven, and propels him toward the door. "Come on. It's time to go..." he mutters.