Jalany looked around for Septerra, wanting to ask if there were ready or if there were any more to be expected. She shifted in her seat, pulling her right foot under her and pulling her left knee up to rest her chin on it. She had pen and paper handy if she needed it, but she doubted she would actually write anything down. She kept her eyes on the paper, though, doing her best to leave the others to their privacy. She'd learned long ago not to intrude in other people's business.