"Uh-huh. You are in the club, so there's rules. No permanent marks, no permanent damage. And whatever boundaries she has." Seemed wise to full him in on that, because much as he'd never really felt it himself, he still recognised hatred. Victor got up, walking over to the woman Roman had picked. He was charming when he wanted to be, always had been, and she seemed to know him, so when he pointed Roman out to her, she was leaning against him and nodding along.

"Roman!" Victor called out. "Come here, show what you can do."