Xarion strolled over and dropped onto the sofa opposite them.
His gaze casually swept across Vangar, who was sharing a single glass of juice with Rory using two straws.
Then his attention shifted to Aren, seated beside her.
Pulling out his communicator, he tagged Aren in the group chat.
Xarion: @Aren Aren, aren't you a succubus? How did you let Vangar steal an opportunity like that?
Ding.
Ding.
Ding.
Three communicators chimed at exactly the same time.
Rory's.
Vangar's.
And Aren's.
Xarion immediately sat upright and stared at Rory.
He had sent that message to the group.
Why had the Female Master's communicator gone off?
Aren and Vangar exchanged puzzled looks before turning toward Rory as well.
Why had her communicator chimed at the same moment as theirs?
Meeting all three pairs of eyes, Rory calmly pulled out her communicator.
Nix really worked fast.
He had already added her to the group.
"Why are you all looking at me?"
