“Alright in here grandma,” Michael’s imitation of Hadrian didn’t waiver as he eyed Leylani with a curious smile, “Our friend is just waking. She’s a bit grumpy.”<br/><br/>“Oh, well, dinner is almost ready,” Miri called uncertainly through the door.<br/><br/>“We’ll be down soon,” Michael soothed.<br/><br/>Moments later Miri’s footsteps faded and Michael winked at Leylani.<br/><br/>“Aye, now then, do you mind telling us what the “bad people” wanted with ya?” Michael’s voice deepened to his regular tone and his gypsy accent returned, as he leaned back in his chair and met Leylani’s eyes.<br/>