Sheila's expression remained composed at first, but the slight pause in her eating and the faint sharpening of her gaze gave her away. Ariana adjusted her cracked glasses even though they had already been repaired by the infirmary staff, her face showing a soft mixture of surprise, confusion, and something that looked suspiciously like jealousy before she forced it into polite curiosity.
Dylan noticed and looked delighted, though he wisely chose not to say too much while still recovering from his own injuries. Charlotte noticed too, of course, and the satisfaction in her smile became almost dangerous. She did not have to say that she enjoyed making them react. Everyone at the table could see it.
