Poor Iliana could not get comfortable in her seat no matter how hard she tried. Finally kicking her heels off under the table, (so that no one could see) she pulled her feet up underneath her and sat with her legs criss-crossed in her chair. She glanced around the table with a puzzled look on her face before finally leaning closer to Marcus. "Who are these new people?" she whispered. Had they missed a staff meeting while they were away?

Glad that Constantine was sitting on the other side of her, and not some new stranger, she cast him a questioning look as well and then sipped at her water.