Velma took a sip of her tea. Normally she preferred some sugar or honey in it, but felt that it might be awkward to ask for some, so she gently placed the cup back.
"I have a friend," she began. "He's a good fellow. Loyal and trustworthy. A little odd at times, but who isn't? Some time ago, he came to me and a few others asking for help with a delicate situation. Although right now it seems like the situation is under control, I don't know why, when I heard about his problems, I couldn't help but think that if this wasn't handled well, that he may end up joining your family."
Aslan, who had been smiling softly up until, suddenly frowned. His light and easy demeanor suddenly changed, and a certain heaviness filled the room.
"What's the situation?" he asked.
