After coming in to the aftermath of the last big working - well, suffice to say Clow was glad someone had the decency to respect the talk they'd had at Chimera. And as he had told Vanyel about his Gate spell, he was curious. He'd caught a little of the conversation that had lead to this, and the idea of pure magic, in a form that wasn't simply a transmutation of power to matter - that was absolutely fascinating.

So he showed up outside the castle, finding Duke without a great deal of effort - that hair, if nothing else, was probably good for a whole quarter mile.

"Good morning."