"Good afternoon, Professor Bunbury... Masterson." Kazimeriz said softly from his position directly to her right, in the dim corner of the room. He nodded to her and then Masterson. His gaze returned to her. "You will forgive me if I do not rise." He knew it was only proper to rise when a lady entered the room, however, under the circumstances... Still, he felt his anger and frustration rise at his current ailment and wondered where Truebridge, the source of his new misery, was.