[Athilea Majiri]

In just a few minutes after Mazin had asked if she was alright, Calonia was on her feet and looking more or less composed. She heard the players greeting Mike and smoothed her skirts before thinking of it. Why on earth was that becoming a habit?

Her voice was gentle, "Mike, is there anyway that you can contact the other administrators?" She shifted a little and waved absently to players that greeted them as a group. "I think, also, that we may want to try to keep ourselves from doing things that may obviously not be part of the game. I don't know how much attention we want to attract, or what type of attention that would get us." She tried to keep her voice low enough that only the two men could hear her.