Gwendolyn very briefly touched the tips of her fingers to Cameron’s hand before it slipped away. A small, appropriate touch. The entire palace knew of the familiarity between the two of them. They would not flaunt it, of course, but it did give them some room to be familiar with one another; to an extent.<br/><br/>“I know of our little trio of researchers,” she said tiredly with a small wave of her hand. She tried not to bother them directly too often— it wouldn’t do to make them nervous and unable to complete their job. It went without being said that their situation was a dire one; pressure from her would not speed up the process. Instead, she inquired after them often in these meetings.<br/><br/>Not much progress had been made.<br/><br/>“I’ve decided that I’d like to remove Tu’Ril Fen from the committee. He has been the court doctor for many years, and that is where his heart lies— caring for the ones who live here. His grown son, however, the one that assists him...” she touched her finger thoughtfully to her chin. “Liandor, I believe his name is. I’d like him to join it in his father’s stead.”