He was sitting there, with a bored smile, trying to flip through a few notes that he had brought along. It was going to be tedious, he should have used the time to do something else. He had always distrusted meetings, especially when everybody had to gather in one place-and why does it seem that there are more people then usual?
People that he didn't recognize? Ah well, it was probably just his imagination, the brunet thought, as he took a sip of water.