Author's POV)
Soon, Chris returned with Iris Hector following closely behind him. With a graceful, curt bow, displaying obeisance, Iris greeted them, "Elder Richards, Elder Tape, Elder Silver, it's my honor to meet you in person." Her head still lowered as a mark of respect.
Brian gave Chris a mocking look, as if saying, 'That's how a proper greeting should be done, trashy human.'
"You may raise your head, Healer," Catherine spoke, her voice filled with assertiveness. Iris did as she was told and waited for her to speak again.
For a brief moment, the room fell into dead silence. Chris and Iris stood in the middle of the living room, awkwardly, while the other three remained seated, leisurely.
Out of the blue, Brian, in a scolding tone, uttered, "Are you airheaded, Shadow?" Chris blinked several times, not knowing what he had done wrong this time. He muttered, his voice low, "Elder Tape~ …."
