Exton

I walk over to Raina, who is watching Alise - somewhat uncertain, I think, as to whether the big gargoyle is enough protection for her.

I lean close and whisper: "We need to talk when you have the time."

She turns back to me, looking straight at me, but still somewhat preoccupied. "We can talk right now if you like."

"Not here." I jerk my head toward the stairs. "Your room or mine?"