"We have to make sense of everything that's been happening."
Grey's voice was quiet.
But it was enough to change the room.
Everyone looked at him.
Everyone except Harold and Ezra.
They were the only two people who didn't look surprised.
Penelope frowned.
"Make sense of what?"
Calum remained completely still.
Mathew hadn't moved either.
His eyes were fixed on Grey.
Renee stood beside Miss Nilson, her expression unreadable.
Miss Nilson said nothing.
Even Greg, who had been crouched beside Destiny only moments earlier, slowly straightened.
The room had become too crowded with people and too heavy with things nobody understood.
Grey looked around.
"Sit."
Nobody argued.
Chairs were pulled closer.
People found places wherever they could.
Mathew remained seated.
Calum sat across from him.
Penelope lowered herself into a chair beside Ezra.
Charity sat beside Harold.
Nelly stayed close to Renee.
Greg remained near Destiny.
