Alastair sighs and rolls his eyes despite what warmth he might feel from his loved ones getting along. He pushes a telepathic link between them just to complain.

“Aren’t you early? We’ve barely ordered,” he mentally asks Virdia while his face remains painfully pleasant. Azazel slides in next to him and gives him a soft smile.

“Daisy! So nice to finally meet you!” Virdia exclaims, completely ignoring Alastair. Oliver giggles at her. “That’s an amazing ...