Sharon and OTA
Sharon waited in the back of the crowd, listening to the information about the stones. She watched the Collector with interest, feeling the tension and the anxiety in the room.
She lingered at the back of the crowd, then perched on the edge of the refreshment table and watched the other residents wandering out. It was a lot of information to process, and Sharon was trying to figure out what she thought about it all. Someone came toward her and she glanced up with a smile.