Warren wasn't going to miss this show for anything in the world. He'd been planning on coming to this since before he and Karla had even had their falling out, and if after all of that, people thought that he was going to just sit back and mope...

Okay, he was well within his rights today to sit back and mope. But instead he was here, after a quick shower, his hair and wings still slightly damp.

Which was better than showing up with bloody, ragged pants and no shirt, caked in blood and dirt and ashes. Trust him on that one.