"Routine meetings with champions don't commonly take so much thought or time, do they, Jarrit?"
"No. Oliver's a special case."
Claud scoffed and glanced at the well-built youth, "Interesting… Then I hope it something important worth making us wait…"
"It is. That we can guarantee," Jarrit replied with a chuckle. "Right, Oliver?"
"Mhmm…"
Unsure of what was actually going on, Oli slowly paced around the room as his mind wandered. 'What do you think happened?'
'I'm not sure, but something changed his mind. Though I don't know what it was or what Rhyner's thoughts and intentions will be when we reenter the room, at least something will have changed. Hopefully for the better.'
'What if we ran?'
