Aeryn doesn't actually jump with surprise, but her eyes do widen and her writing hand freezes briefly at the sudden appearance of more fey.<em>Figures, now how many more are still hidden, I wonder?</em>The healer squeezes Xen's hand in return and is about to speak when the older pixie addresses them.<br/><br/>And he must be old indeed.  "Of course, sir."  Aeryn  sets her journal aside and rises smoothly  from her cross legged postion pulling Xen up with her to take her place in the circle.