"Not yet," Wes admitted, "but the night is still young. Perhaps if we work the room a bit later." That came out wrong. "You know, mingle, strike up a few conversations, see if anyone's having problems of the sort we can handle." A Svarketh demon was sort of giving him the eye, but he didn't know if it was just because the species tended to have a wandering third eye in general.
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