Jerek smiled at Vtorym, he decided he wouldn't push the subject too far, as he didn't want to if it wasn't the right time for them.
He looked at the Devaronian, Grieg, as he remembered. He was still getting to know everyone around here, it would seem.
"I think my Master wanted to speak to yours, they may be near the Archives. But I don't know, I hope it helps."
That brought another thought to his mind. He had talked more today then he had in a week. For some reason, he found himself able to be open with Vtorym, perhaps it was because she was very much in an experience that no one, except Jacob, was in.
Perhaps the Council would accept him once again. But war often changes things...
you very much
If a tree would fall in the woods.....would the other trees laugh at it?