Cecilia was feeling a quick increase of tension. Not anxiety, but some kind of nervous energy tied to curiosity. For the most part, she blocked it out, but a little trickled through. She noticed it more in Neptune than herself. The dog was so tuned to her emotions, and he was starting to look a touch excited. Fidgety. Cecilia sat on the couch next to Owen, leaving the large easy chair for Oliver, and Neptune sat at her leg, tail thumping on the floor.