Rosé shakes her head.

"I can't say I have, but it doesn't sound pleasant."

"Thwarting an attack by the Domain on a triton settlement," says Rosé.

"It's terribly bad then?"

Rosé heads for the underground with a journal under her arm, looking to speak with Madame Ziya.

Leo strolls out, fiddling with a new guitar. It's of odd construction, being a solid body. But it seems to make music just fine. In fact he twists a knob on it and a quick strum practically thunders across the lounge, rattling the soda machine.  It shoots a can at him which he barely ducks.

"Dang, sorry y'all," he says, "still gettin' the hang'a this thing. Apparently some hombre called Maglubiyet Claus was runnin' 'round givin' gives ta everybody over Winter break? Dunno what y'all got, but this guitar's pretty cool."

Rosé chases after the general. She flings biting frost but it splashes off her cover.