After this, Ramon is not thinking straight. To put it mildly. It's not like he can.

But he knows three things; he has to get away from the outside and then away from the bar before he changes and shows off the very obvious signs of a fight. And then...he's going to need some help.

It all means one thing - get upstairs, get to Fiona. He reaches the outer door and barrels into it, forcing it open. The second one isn't as co-operative though and he can't manage it. So he starts scratching at it, yelling as loud as he can (pretty damn loud, as it happens) and to hell with subtlety.

Ramon's back at the house, putting together a sandwich in the kitchen and waiting for the coffee to be ready. The fire's lit and he's been lounging around with a book - he's happy enough, thinking that maybe things for Random are on the up again after the conversation at the bar this afternoon.