He expects us to track down the fleet? Could this task be any simpler. Loki thought while crossing his arms, doing so in such a fashion that he was able to hold the scepter against his side. "Well then, we shall take our leave. Sire. M'lady." Loki bowed barely noticeable before Garzic and Amalia as he had done upon enterting, then turned towards the exit, motioning Rita to follow.