The girl in the third row had not let go of the arm beside her.
Nobody had moved. Forty recruits in a semicircle looking at the doorway and Storm looking back at all of them with a look of something that had decided it would wait to see what the small loud creatures did next.
Then someone in the back said, "Is he friendly?"
Noah looked at Storm.
Storm looked at Noah.
'Don't,' Noah thought.
Storm's tail swept once across the corridor floor behind him, slow and deliberate, and the lightning running across his scales brightened slightly.
"He's friendly," Noah said.
The room exhaled collectively.
Then everyone started talking at once.
"Is that actually Storm? From the streams?"
"The speed one, right? The one that went through two planets?"
"Through," someone repeated. "Through two planets."
"I watched a fan made clip of that thing like forty times."
"Can he do it here?"
"In the station?"
Noah looked at Cassie.
