A man entered, no, a man and two women.  The woman in the middle was out of breath, the other two were not.  Something about the way they scanned the room...  Cairn smiled tightly.  She did the same, especially when she had a charge to protect.  The man watched the room in general.  the woman bodyguard - and sure as breathing that was what she was, was watching Cairn herself.<br/><br/>The other woman, Cairn's eyes flicked across her,  focused on the unusual knife.  Aha.   Cairn looked at the woman by the door again and  gave a<br/>quick hand sign of recognition, one Order guard to another.<br/><br/>And the principal was coming right for her, taking an empty seat at the table closest to her.  Cairn didn't change expression as she leaned towards her new company and said softly "Poor in gold, rich in companions it seems."  She pointedly kept her empty hands in sight for both the man and the woman who had entered with their charge.  Her charge as well, now.  "Cairn Ashton. I'm a trooper of the Order. How may I be of service?"