Liam and Edith moved toward the empty table and sat across from each other, setting their trays down. The dining hall continued roaring around them, but the side table gave them just enough distance from the nearest groups to speak without being easily overheard.
Edith sat with her back straight, one hand resting near the edge of her tray, her attention fixed on Liam rather than the food. Liam looked no more tense than usual, though she noticed he had chosen a seat that allowed him to see most of the hall.
That did not surprise her.
"What did you want to talk about?" Edith asked.
Liam picked up his cup, took a sip, and set it down. "Nothing too serious."
Edith's brows lifted faintly. "That does not make me less suspicious."
"I want to know how you feel about Sheila's position as ranked one and leader right now."
Edith stared at him.
