Alex kept his expression bland as he sat on the windowsill of the large meeting room they had been directed to. He could tell the gathered healers were agitated by his presence by the nervous glances they kept throwing in his direction. The Grand Guild Master had tried to get him to sit with them, a gesture he had declined. Taking their cue from him, Kyle leaned against the wall near one of the other windows with one booted foot propped up against the wall, playing with one of his daggers, the smack of the hilt as it landed in his palm causing more than one person at the table to flinch, while Jess had found a large couch, shoving it into position so she could easily watch the door. She slumped in it with her booted feet up on a low wooden table in her usual display of irreverence. A coupl
