Now that Lysander had done something to ease his distress over Nicasi's condition, the emotions that had spilled over on the torrent of his energy withdrew from Rowan's mind and returned to their rightful owner.
Some of the creases around Alaric's mouth faded, and Mallin, who'd been quietly crying with his face buried in his folded arms this whole time, went completely silent. Rowan still wanted to know why Ozul felt the need to have Erebus corner him against a tree, but that would have to wait.
Ozul himself continued to hold time steady for Nicasi as promised, but judging by the blush that kept appearing and disappearing from his cheeks, he was clearly more concerned with Loma's close proximity to him than anything Lysander said or did.
Rowan squeezed Lysander's arm to make sure he was paying attention. "Are you back with us now?"
