Sarah was late for the feast, for the simple reason that her back prevented her from rushing in her packing.As much as she would have liked to follow Healer Ashford's advice and take plenty of bed rest, the end of term was not the time for that.When she got home would be.So by the time she got down to the hall for the feast it was more or less in full flow, although the staff table seemed to be lacking...staff.

Quirking an eyebrow at it, she shrugged and wandered off in the direction of her own table.Spotting Lori, Sarah grinned to herself as she parked her bum in the empty space next to her. "Hey, Lori...you alright? You look a bit...depressed or something." Grabbing a piece of bread, she shifted position to get more comfortable, and rested her elbow on the table.Lazily chewing on said bread, Sarah gave her friend a quizzical look.Something was wrong, but she'd be darned if she could work out what it was.Mind reading was not her fortee.

Clearing her throat and glancing down the other end of the table, Sarah caught sight of Wesley chatting to Reese and Jack.She hadn't seen the youngster since before the fighting, so was immensely glad that she seemed ok.Noticing that the girl was starting to walk off, Sarah stood up and motioned at her to come over to them. "Wesley! Over here! Come join us," she grinned, waving her arm in the air like a looney.