A second jolt, and he opened his eyes. Mrs. Thomas let go of his shoulders, actually looking shaken. Mr. Carroll had moved the cage away and threw his jacket over it. Rainer didn't notice the distressed squawking until it was gone. He was being guided gently to Mr. Carroll's desk chair by Mrs. Thomas as the door opened.
“What's going on?” Ainsley was leaning against the doorframe, his previously tan face pale.
“Rainer was helping Mr. Carroll,” Mrs. Thomas explained. Her arms were crossed tightly across her chest and gave no sign of saying anything further.
“That's all? It seemed like something was wrong...”
“It could have been an accidental summon. You can ask Mrs. Ellis about how to deal with that later.”
“We have to deal with that still?”
“If you aren't feeling well,” Mrs. Thomas continued, “You should go lay down.”
But Ainsley didn't move. “What about Rainer? He looks just as bad off.”
“He'll be fine, we're almost done.” When Ainsley remained, Rainer nodded weakly.
“I'll be back in the room in a bit.”
“If you say so.” He finally left, though he didn't look as reassured as Rainer would have liked, and Mrs. Thomas closed the door behind him.
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