[center]At the brush of cotton against his side Ryanair paused in his potato-mashing, his eyes blinked when he noticed Clara. At her words he frowned in confusion but offered the other a nod, if Wolff needed them then it had to be for something important.  As she turned away, Ryanair returned to his task and soon the others filled into the room. He hadn't been paying attention to the menu but by the smells filling the air he knew it would be a good one. 

Ten minutes later found everyone minus Kieran seated and eating. No one seemed to question why Ryanair grabbed a second and then third plate, though the blonde knew a set of eyes were on him. Wolff had joined them and he hadn't said much -not surprising- excerpt that the food tasted great, Ryanair knew something was off. He rose to his feet and moved to the sink, his free hand reaching for the sponge. He stretched his arms above his head and moved towards living room, he found the rest of Ynez’s Pack asleep. The hand that fell on his shoulder squeezed before releasing him, Ryanair turned and found Wolff standing beside him. 

“Let's wait for Clara before I lead you upstairs.” He murmured softly, his eyes scanning the wolves for many lingering injury. Ryanair only nodded and crossed his arms, hopefully this wouldn't take long. He [i]really[/i] wanted to sleep. 

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Golden eyes scanned the images with keen determination. Nothing seemed amiss and that concluded Wolff’s idea, that something was happening on a psychological scale. With a huff and a flex of dark-skinned fingers, the vampire Healer began to systematically go through the images one point at a time. 

If this was the illness then even she wouldn't be able to stop it. So far nothing she's tried has worked, and in the case of a sire the first to feel the change were the fledgling’s. Eyes narrowing, she focused once more and refused to look at the clock that continuously ticked over her head. 

This was a matter of life and death. 

And if she had her way, no one was dying on her watch. Margaret Labelle was good at her job, Wolff had asked for her help and she was happy to aid him. 
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