Roger was sweeping his hand through the water in the fountain partially supporting his weight by propping himself up on the side. He momentarily looked like he might be ready to break something. Instead, he just looked down and sighed heavily, as if trying to restrain himself. There remained a hint of ire in his expression regardless. The concern he had wasn't going away any time soon. With some effort, he spoke again.

[i]You're right. In the past this has always held the clan together. Gather everyone who is older then thirteen."[/i]