The room was still looking at him.
He was light green, had pointy ears and came up to about my hip. Hard to miss once you noticed him.
The coat helped.
Someone had made it specifically for him. You could tell. It had the sort of tailoring that came from a person with very strong opinions about how a coat ought to sit on a body. In this case those opinions had been correct down to the last seam.
He still had one hand on my sleeve. His expression was settled. He was looking up at me.
His two associates hadn't moved. Still at table two. still writing.
"Is that a creature," one of the council members said.
A little too loud. And once it was out there, there wasn't really a take-back. The man beside him leaned away from the table.
"It's been sitting there all morning?" someone from the guild bench said.
"I didn't see it," the first council member said.
"It was right there."
"I didn't see it," he said again.
Louder. That didn't improve his position.
