The door opened, and Arveth came back in. His four followed, each using their usual method, which I was starting to think counted as a kind of etiquette.
The heavy one entered first, mostly by momentum. It didn't so much walk in as arrive.
The second came in two short bursts, stopping completely between them.
The third took its time, coming through the frame one side and then the other.
The fourth just drifted through, which was efficient in its own way.
I was at the counter when the door opened. I stayed there. The bread was fine. The Walker and the Entity were still on their stools. The evening was continuing, which is what evenings tend to do if left alone.
Arveth stopped a few steps inside.
The Walker sat where it had been. The Entity sat beside it. The fog moved along the east corridor ceiling at its usual pace. The Entity's head was still at that angle it preferred.
Nobody said anything.
