[h2]Esme Stirling[/h2]

As talk went back and forth, Esme moved off to the side, finding a chair to sit in. Since it was clear, the brothers wouldn’t be in the same room as them while they talked. She thought she’d get comfortable. Upon reaching the chair, she almost collapsed into it, feeling every muscle in her body relax. This caused her to sigh heavily as she stretched out her legs and crossed one ankle over the other. 

She then had an afterthought about sitting down, but it was too late now. She was far too comfortable to get up now. She would just have to make sure she didn’t fall asleep in the middle of a conversation. She had done it a few times before and neither ended pretty. When Mika came over and introduced herself, Esme looked up to meet her gaze and gave a warm smile. “It’s nice to meet you, Mika.” she replied. 

“I’m Esme.” she added, leaning forward and holding out a hand to shake. She would have stood to be a bit more formal, but her legs felt like rubber and she wasn’t sure if she could stand back up.