Khaat sighed heavily. She knew big complicated plans would be just the sort of thing Majere would expect now. And all this talk was good for venting but was accomplishing little else. Everybody wanted a piece of Majere. But she knew Majere was still a puppet and a thug for Dae Diggory. he was truly the bigger issue. If Diggory wasn't dealt with first, then getting rid of Majere would accomplish nothing. "I suggest we take this up tomorrow when we're all a bit less emotional," she said softly. "We're not using very wise strategy at the moment, and the best advice I can offer is to do nothing while we are this angry at him. He will use our anger as a weapon against each of us. You know I will help with anything the Order wants to do, but I really would prefer our plan to be well thought out and not just throwing ourselves at him because we're so angry. Right now, I need some air." She took her coffee cup and walked out of the kitchen into the living room, wondering where Rob had gone and if he was alright. She'd lost him in the chaos, and if Majere had taken him from her too, she would do whatever it took to get rid of Majere. No matter what.