"It doesn't get that complicated after the basics."

Or does it, Deacon, tilting a look towards Hasibe before returning it to Mitchell. "Just a lot of dead vampires and whatever political bullshit stirred it up in the first place. Hell of a welcome," is tossed more specifically to Mitchell, before another veil of smoke is sent up on needless exhale.

"Ivan, huh? He's quicker to make friends than I realised."