Chapter Seven
I turn the page in the book Professor Richards gave me, scanning the pages for anything of use.
"What are you looking for?" Ryan asks, not even looking up from where he's playing with Rhubarb.
I smile at the sight of him jiggling the cat toy up and down in front of the kitten. Rhubarb doesn't seem to have noticed that if he stops batting the toy with his paw, Ryan will put it down and he can have it.
"Mona?" Ryan prompts.
"Oh. I don't know. Something."
"Is there a reason you're reading a book in here and not in your room?" he asks.
"Thomas asked us to meet him here." I shrug and turn another page.
"Are the others supposed to be joining us too?"
I shake my head. "Caspian's in one of his lectures and Daph is having a lunch date."
He bristles at that. "A lunch date?"
