War uncoiled herself from her bed where she'd been lying, absent mindedly flexing her fingers and staring up at the camouflage netting, lost in thought. She reached the door in three strides, pushed her hair back, and opened the door.

"Mictain - what brings you here? Any news?"

She looked at the demon inquisitively, and gestured into her room. "Take a seat, if you like."