"I believe that would be the million sickle question." Percy replied humorously despite the fact that his friend appeared to be looking out at space. Really Percy felt as if he had neglected Thaddeus in the months that had passed since his wife had passed. Thaddeus had been the lucky one of the group to actually marry, whereas Percy, Mason, and Quin had found themselves all loveless by this point. Something that Percy's sisters were desperately trying to fix. Percy could have been a better friend than he had been to Thaddeus, could have stopped by. But he'd always figured that if he were in that situation he'd really much rather everyone stayed away. True or not.

Percy nodded as he thought on what Thaddeus had said. The ministry had been grappling with those questions since the fog had first appeared. "It may only be a matter of time until the fog spreads south to London." So far the density of the fog had yet to seemingly stop and there was no sign if it wouldn't. Vampires were a true concern in Percy's office, however, and one that couldn't be dismissed. "You think there might be a connection beyond the vampires taking advantage of a situation?"