Tomorrow, tomorrow...

=Strange...it appears a scar that wasn't there previously due to fading with time has reinvigorated itself and is once again visible. How odd.=

[You know, ringmaster, the amount of times I've had to pin to the ceiling this evening is starting to get worrisome.]

'I know, I know, Spring Brawler! Thanks for the save again, though.'

[Anytime, ringmaster.]

In the exact same moment that Lacerage finished whatever she was doing inside of Zhen Hou's head, Zhen Liu had heard the sound of approaching footsteps coming from the only door in or out of this lounge.

Not wanting to explain what he was doing down here to his uncles, Zhen Liu had Spring Brawler grab him and cling them both to the ceiling once more.

A correct call as it would turn out.