Gunner POV
The meeting didn't go as I thought it would. But at least the members knew we were doing something about where the investigation had reached. All was going well, the food came out, and I watched as Cora made a plate. She seemed happy and content, with a soft smile on her face as different people came to talk to her. Cora nodded and accepted what they were saying; it was good to see her interact so freely with the members.
That's when Scraps came to talk to me, distracting me from watching Cora interact.
"Dormouse has been moved out of the ICU," Scraps informed me. I lowered my head to listen to what she had to say.
"Has he woken up yet?" I asked, staring at her tiny hands, as she played with a crumpled-up tissue, one that had seen better days,
"No, but the doctors think it
