Rex droops slightly, clearly apologetic.

"Did we not cover that yesterday in the 'magic is real' talk?" Joss sounds honestly perplexed. "I feel like it would've come up when we were discussing packbonds?"

"I think Rex said something about pups, but I didn't make the connection."

"Note to self: more sleep, and make sure when explaining things everything is clarified. I'm pretty sure- oh, Rex's tail will occasionally be on fire. It's perfectly normal, he's not hurt by it."

"Alright. Rex has his dog thing, you have a magic detector, and Tamaris can make things, or duplicate things. Anything else I should be expecting?"

"Not unless we find the others, and I need their permission before I say any more- oh, Tam's kinda got a healing thing, but like...she won't unless you give her permission. Half-angel, half-demon, even she doesn't know the full extent of her powers yet."

"That makes sense. Healing is potentially very useful. If there's no negative side effects, please tell Tamaris it's alright to heal me if circumstances prevent me from doing so."

"Same. If I'm unconscious I'd prefer to get healing or medical treatment all other things being equal." 

"Far as I know, there's no side-effects, I'll let her know."

Rex has recovered some of his enthusiasm and is ahead of them, running back and forth to sniff at things.

Abruptly he stops, head up and alert, looking into the distance.

"What do you mean, 'other people'?" Joss asks, even though nothing's been said.

"Was there anyone else here when you two got here?"

"There wasn't anyone around when we arrived. I think that someone might have been there before us and eaten a bit from the buffet. There wasn't anything obvious like dirty dishes but there were signs."

Rex takes a step forward, barks once.

Joss resists the urge to go for the knife in her boot. It's probably fine, she's just being paranoid. "We have company," she says instead. "Heading back towards us if Rex is right."

Alice tenses slightly and plays with the hem of her dress. "Can he smell if they're people you know?"

"They aren't," Joss says tightly.

"Don't worry so much. They're probably just more partygoers like us." He moves to stand slightly behind Alice.

"You're right," Joss says, although she doesn't sound entirely sure.

Well, there are three people heading towards them. Two girls, and a boy.

The boy has his arm around one of the girl's shoulders and is gesturing grandly as though he's explaining something.

The other girl spots them first, and throws out an arm to stop her two friends.

"Hello," she calls.

"Hi. Are you more guests from the not quite a party last night?"

"Yes, something like that," this girl steps past the warier one, and moves close enough to offer a hand. "Miriam. These are Arla," she points at the other girl. "And Dan," she points at the boy.

"I don't suppose you guys have figured this out any more than we have?" Dan asks.

Joss makes a discreet and obscure gesture down by her hip, clicking her tongue twice, eyes fixed on Arla.