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Theia gave a slight giggle, as if expecting that reaction."More will be explained later." Theia said softly as they headed into the dining room. "You're not the first one here." And with that she motioned Dawn to have a seat.The dining room seemed grand. It held an air of fine elegance to it. The room was dimly lit by what seemed to be floating torches. There was a rectangular table covered with white cloth, and finished with plates and silverware. Sitting on one of the side chairs, was a boy with ash-red hair and blaze-orange eyes. Heath, they called him. He sat patiently, staring at the reflection of himself on the plate. He turned his head slightly to give recognition that others were present, nodded, and went back to staring at his plate. For people who do not know him well, it may seem almost as if he was shy, but he was simply not wanting to be bothered. "Welcome," he muttered.