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The meal went on fairly normally. As normally as it could given the group. Siobhan chatted away about inconsequential things, just to keep the talk going. Mab was taciturn as ever, only responded to conversation when she had to or when she had the opportunity to make a snarky remark. Though under the table, she was brushing her leg against Bres', making sure he remembered her current state of dress under the table cloth.