Moonspear Dreamland, I need you

None of the names were familiar to Dragomir. For one second the nasty thought that maybe those wolves walked out on Mal for a reason, but he was quick to banish it. He wouldn't want someone thinking of him that way if he was just concerned for the whereabouts of a friend or especially his sister. So instead he offered a shake of his head. He hadn't heard of any of them.

With nothing left to the meeting that concerned him, and with the discomfort of Simmik's stare weighing on him, and with Arcturus holding the reins of it all firmly in hand, Dragomir silently took his leave.