Though Celeste made a retreat, Demetrius still hung close, eyes watching her as she rounded the corner at the end of the hall before he did a happy dance, spinning in place.

"So, good news?" I started to follow Celeste, Charlotte behind me and he quickly kept pace.

"Very, very," he said. Danced again. Clapped his hands before covering his mouth with them, eyes huge. "Quietly," he whispered.

Right. He scampered off before I could comment I wasn't the loud one in ...