The cloud walker eyed the messenger curiously, and she showed the slightest hint of an amused smirk.  The woman reminded her of a squirrel—entirely too full of energy.  Of course, she wasn't being very polite either.<br/><br/>She touched Aeryn’s shoulder when the woman praised her patience in an attempt to forestall anyone lashing out against the hyperactive but grumpy woman.  She smiled quietly—and far more sincerely than the smirk the overly quick woman had projected.  It widened when Aeryn and Eshalu shared a kiss, though there was some whistfullness in her eyes.<br/><br/>Aeryn left to quickly change, and the messenger kept darting around with all the energy of a humming bird and all the tact of a wolverine.  Then she was off again, out the door, just as Aeryn was returning.  Erianthe gave a bemused look as Eshalu sprang after her like a pouncing tree-pard.  She straightened up, tensing for action as she would if any shield-sister had drawn her sword…<br/><br/>But the messenger wasn't leaving.  Rather, she was darting inside the chapter house.  Erianthe straightened up, rolling her shoulders.  It was a sort of calmly intimidating loom—like a mountain’s way of informing you you would not pass.<br/><br/>The woman didn't try to pass deeper in, either.  Instead, she looked up into Erianthe’s eyes, arms akimbo, and informed her she had a meeting to attend as well.  The cloud walker smirked a little and nodded gravely.<br/><br/>It was only when one they’d assembled tried to leave that she spoke.  “Lazarette.”  She touched the human girl on the shoulder—not any effort to restrain, just getting her attention.  “Please wait a moment.  The hospitality here is amazing.  I’m sure we can get something brought for you before we go.”<br/>