"I meant that you should go and find some clothes, furball," Sonia says, deliberately facing an oak tree. "We've already got one traumatized girl here; try not to traumatize me too."
Max shrugs, then wanders off into the forest, you assume to go and retrieve his clothes.
"Speaking of traumatic events," the vampire continues, looking at you, "what's going on? Did you find out…well, anything?"
You glance at Grace. As though sensing your gaze, she turns away, looking down at the forest floor.
With an effort, you recount what little Grace had managed to tell you: the presence inside her head, the control that it had exercised over her, and the name Renzfal. Saying the word doesn't affect you as it had the first time, but you see Sonia flinch, as though hearing the name is somehow painful to her.
Silence follows your words. Grace is still staring at her feet; none of the others seem that keen on talking either.
"What I don't understand is how you got so far away from us," Michelle says to you as Max emerges from the trees, the essential decencies observed and the indecent essentials unobservable. "You just…vanished. One minute there, gone the next."