Erich sat patiently in one of the meeting rooms under Avalon, as per Madam Au Pair Sage's instructions. As he idly looked about the room a few thoughts passed through his mind. I don't think that I'm one who really needs a refresher course on Invictus Etiquette, but at least I get to spend another evening with Madam Sage. Her presence is delightful. If she requested that I take an underwater basket weaving class, I'd do so with enthusiasm. Such an odd sentiment, I wonder where that comes from? He stares off into space with a quizical look on his face.