Rune watched as Morgance and Vinnia conversed. Nervous for reasons he could not define, Rune listened to the exchange with wide eyes.
So perhaps Vinnia was one of them, after all. The thought was somehow encouraging. If I had to choose allies, I would choose Casady, Morgance, and Vinnia, Rune decided. Shifting in his seat, he returned his thoughts to the conversation at hand.
There was a knock at the door.
"Casady Conlin to see you," someone called from outside. Vinnia looked up and called out, "Come in." Returning to the conversation, she opened her mouth to say something when the door was thrown open.
"I'm a tenor!" Casady exclaimed.
Rune was relieved for his friend's sake. "I knew it, now, didn't I?" he said, and Casady laughed.
Morgance, however, was not amused. "We're in the middle of a conversation here," she said, rolling her eyes.
"Aren't you going to congratulate me?"
Vinnia smiled, something that actually seemed rather nice on her face. "Congratulations, young man. Did you want to be a tenor?"
"I was hoping for that, yes," Casady said, beaming. He took a seat and turned to Rune. "All we need to do is convince Miss Morgance over there to actually sing," he said, and Rune laughed.
Vinnia nodded. "You should listen to them, Morgance."
Morgance's face hardened, and Rune's heart sank. He doubted she'd ever sing.
"Where were we?" Rune asked, changing the topic. "We were talking about not telling others that you're one of us, right?"
Vinnia crossed her arms and tipped her chair back so that she stared up at the ceiling. "Come, now. Did I expressly state that I'm one of you?" she asked.
"You might as well have," Morgance replied.
She's still mad at Casady for saying she needs to sing, Rune realized. He reached out and gave Morgance's shoulder an encouraging tap.
Casady stifled what sounded like a laugh.
Are my feelings that obvious? Rune wondered. He decided it didn't matter. A guy's got to do what a guy's got to do. But maybe I am coming off a bit too strongly...
Vinnia looked at the clock. "Eleven fifteen," she said. "We have lunch in thirty-five minutes. I ought to dismiss you." She held her hand up. "But wait. We must agree to talk again, yes? I have some things that must be said to you three."
"Oh, goody," Morgance said sarcastically.
You'd better be careful, or you'll get us all in trouble, Rune thought. But he didn't say anything.
He probably should have.