Leo headed quietly into the hall on his way to his seat he passed Botros and squeezed the older man’s shoulder compassionately saying. "Evening, Abraham!" He knew very well what was on the ancient rune’s professor’s mind. Shaking his head he continued down the table past the very empty chair to Annie’s right. Leo hovered there for a moment or two before he walked down and slipped into his seat next to Vinteren. He flashed everyone a weak smile. "Good evening everyone!"

Could they get this sad feast started?