[Poggio]

Yet more notes to add to his mental list. The woman exuded power with each scale tap of her fingers. His eyes shifted from the head of the table to the others until it paused on Susan. Her painted mask was not shattered by surprise as they entered but something said she remembered him, if only known as the idiot. The numerous others made no objections as the chairs were cascaded down and a place was made for the uninvited guest. Galvin let his eyes rest on the head of the family. Rigidly, she sat with her fingers continuing to make the condescending taps.. She was thin but sturdy, and under the waves of age that drooped from her face. Grey eyes locked on to each other and Galvin... Nell fought to look away with out making waves. Many times he caught himself as they traveled back.