At a distance Mary had spotted Nicholas, the human boy that John had been teaching. (Had he been teaching him? Maybe he'd been sleeping with him. John had certainly not taken kindly to Mary even looking at him, but what was new?)
Someone in the group had been speaking about their Easter experiences and feelings but they'd finished now and a few of them now spoke amongst themselves. So Mary stood, wiping the grass off her pants, and lifted her arm to beckon Nicholas over with a small smile.