“Nice to meet you both." Michael nodded quickly to Sha and the unconscious Leylani, "Well, now that we're done with pleasantries, might we leave the corspes? Salnius was right, and I have just the place where we can tend to your friend."<br/><br/>Michael led the way out; a few blocks away from the warehouses, in a busy residential street, Michael walked up to an ordinary looking house. Quickly grabbing a bouquet of flowers off a sales cart whilst the shops keep was distracted tending to a client; Michael walked up to the door and paused for a moment. Knocking loudly on the door, Michael cleared his throat a bit and shook his head slightly. The door opened after a few moments and an elderly looking woman with a round face and white hair poked her head out from inside.<br/><br/>She was extremely short and very thin, easily dwarfed by Michael’s 6” frame. Her hair was like white straw, lifeless and straight down to her shoulders. Her eyes, though once a beautiful indigo were white and milky, and she looked straight ahead, no longer able to see anything before her.<br/><br/>“Who is it?” The woman asked, smiling politely and pleasantly inquisitive.<br/><br/>“Grandma Miri!” Michael exclaimed in a younger man’s voice, perhaps 10 years his junior; higher pitched and devoid of any hint of his gypsy accent. “It has been too long!”<br/><br/>“Oh Hadrian!” The elderly woman’s face exploded into a delightful grin, her deadened eyes lighting up as she opened her arms wide, awaiting a hug from her grandson, “I’ve missed you, my dear!”<br/><br/>Michael wrapped his arms about the petite grandmother and hugged her tightly, as she patted his back several times. Michael pulled away enough to look down at Miri and speak, their arms still intertwined in an embrace.<br/><br/>"These are for you," Michael guided the woman's wrinkled hands to the bonquet of flowers.<br/><br/>"Bless you my boy!" Miri gushed and kissed Michael's face, twice, on his cheeks.<br/><br/>“Granny, I have come with a few friends. Might we come in? I’ll make us some tea and we can catch up!” Michael nodded to his companions to enter as Miri quickly ushered them in.<br/><br/>“Of course, of course! Any friend of my Hadrian is welcome here,” Miri blindly waved for the guests to enter.<br/><br/>Touching each of the companions lightly, she counted two with her grandson,  one carrying something in his large arms, and a dog. Once she felt the last body enter she shut the door and headed past the others towards a small kitchen; Michael trailing shortly behind her.<br/><br/>“Don’t you dare go in that kitchen young man! I’ll be getting the tea and supper thank you, you must be exhausted from your travels. I haven’t seen you in months! How was -” Miri paused, her frown furled in deep contemplation. “Where was it again?” She mumbled under her breath, “It’s slipped my mind…” Miri trailed off, looking absent minded.<br/><br/>“Granny?” Michael’s youthful façade asked, pulling the elderly grandmother back to reality.<br/><br/>Miri snapped quickly out of a daze and turned to smile towards Michael’s voice, “Yes dear, what were you saying?”<br/><br/>“I was going to ask if we might stay here for a bit. Our friend is weary from travel, we had to carry her the last mile or so, poor thing collapsed from exhaustion,” Michael’s voice gave off the perfect tone of sincerity and concern.<br/><br/>“Well of course my dear! I wouldn’t have you staying anywhere else!” Miri exclaimed. “Show your friends to the two spare beds upstairs and the couch in the living room is comfy enough. Does your friend need a healer?”<br/><br/>Michael smiled softly and the youth’s voice responded, “Granny you worry too much. She is fine and Salinus hear is an excellent healer, top of his class!” Michael clapped Salinus on the back as he spoke.<br/><br/>“Oh! Are you a legionnaire like my dear Hadrian?” Miri turned toward Michael’s voice with intrigue. “Oh but you must be tired. Where are my manners? We can talk over dinner. Now, you all go wash up and when you are presentable come back down and set the table for dinner.”<br/><br/>Miri’s eyes lightened as she smiled broadly, “It’ll be a special dinner tonight. I’ll make your favourite Hadrian, goose liver and fish heads!”<br/><br/>Michael grimaced and looked painfully to his companions as Miri, moving quicker than one would expect a woman of her age, headed into the kitchen, humming loudly off key as she went.<br/><br/>“Long story,” Michael’s accent briefly returned as he whispered quietly to his companions and led the way up the narrow wooden steps to a small hallway with three doors. Turning to the right, he led the others into a cozy spare room, a single size bed, a chair and nightstand the only furniture.<br/><br/>“This will do.” Michael nodded to the bed.<br/>