Heaven Thatcher
Heaven watched the young man bow to her and thought to herself how polite and nice he seemed.
"Good morning. I am Mattrim Hawthon,” he introduced himself as. She continued to look at him, waiting for him to explain his reason for being there. She glanced at his collar, then felt guilty when he seemed uncomfortable at the staring. It was something he was obviously self-conscious about.
"I umm.....was led here...by this book,” Mattrim said, then held out said book. She took it from him and looked at the cover. ‘Strength’. Her eyes lit up as she realized what this meant, and handed it back to him.
“You’ve come to the right place. Come on in.” She waved her hand in a gesture for him to follow her. She started her walk toward the kitchen, talking the whole time. “When William wakes up, he’ll explain everything. He knows more about it than the rest of us.” She stopped suddenly and turned to face him. “But you don’t have any idea what I’m talking about do you?” She smiled again. “Don’t worry. Like I said, William will explain it. But in the meantime, how about some breakfast?” She started walking again. “Although, based on who’s in the kitchen, I suggest cereal or something easy. They couldn’t cook something edible if they had a gun to their heads.” She said this last part as she entered the kitchen, knowing full well the people in question could hear her.
She looked at them and smirked. ”What? It’s not as if it’s a secret.” She gestured to Mattrim. “This is Mattrim Hawthon. He’s here to talk to William. Mattrim, this is Liliana Newman, Vitali Heilige, and Adira Dean.”