There weren't many people in the tavern to begin with, but the few that were there were startled by the noise. Most of them hadn't noticed when the bloody man entered the place, so they were unsure of what exactly happened. But seeing as how the tavern owner was not worried, they calmed down and returned to their drinks.
None of them were really in the right frame of mind to worry about other things at the moment.
Lex returned to his thoughts about the clone. The activation of his physique might be the key, unless it was a freak accident that would require resin. If that were the case, if he could find another humanoid body in good condition, say a devil or an elf, he might be able to replicate the process. The question was, did he want to do that?
Since he was as yet unaware of any potential drawbacks having a clone may have, making more of them might not be the best idea.
