Avaric gazes into the garden. Nysil closes his mouth slowly, nodding. Ye may ha'e just seen one. Taelyn keeps his attention on Screech. Emrys takes his brandy, forgotten til now, and drinks it to cool the burning of the smoke.
Screech stands shakily.
Dieu walks in from the hallway, closing the white and gold doors behind him. There is a low, low, creaking sound, and a light forms in the Salon. Taelyn walks to the doors of the garden and looks out, wondering if it is safe. Nysil doesn't look like he thinks so. Taelyn sighs and turns back to Screech.