David was clearly quite curious about Aiwass.
Just yesterday, having just emerged, George said Aiwass needed rest and didn't allow David to disturb him... So David quietly endured until the next morning.
After finishing his morning training and breakfast, he went to find Aiwass immediately.
Aiwass sat in his wheelchair, looking out the window at the winter courtyard. Servants had neatly cleared the fallen leaves, and a white Gryphon was repeatedly running and flying with its daughter.
Emily obviously hadn't mastered the Gryphon's innate skill of manipulating the atmosphere like plucking the strings of a harp. Her sprints and flights stirred up visible storms and produced loud "bang bang" noises, ruffling her own feathers.
