The Disabled Mage

Erick had spoken in soft hushed tones, but Mira still heard anyway.

She glanced at Zander.  He looked away into the hibiscus bushes.

"Did I come at a bad time?  You guys are in the middle of doing energy transfer, I know."

She handed each man a drink and pulled a chair over next to the men.  "So what was Zander supposed to be telling me now?"

Zander stared at the red and pink blooms in front of him, ignoring Mira.

Erick sighed.  "I'm going back inside.  We're done with the energy transfer for now.  We can do another session a bit later on in the evening, after dinner."

"Did I come at a bad time?  You don't have to leave."  Mira looked up as Erick rose from his seat.

He patted her cheek.  "Stay.  Talk with Zander.  I need to discuss some things with Daran and Ziggy. Military stuff, you know."

As soon as Erick left, it was as if all the air had been let out of the room.