Cole managed to stand up on his own with a little help from EO. Amidst the celebration over the dreamer waking, Cole had a more somber look on his face as the woman who volunteered to help him as his psionic anchor, Iris the Minstrel, was not yet out of her present inactive state. "'What are we going to do about Iris,' Fairalin." The mentalist answered he as watched Zeo place the Treabor in a cold storage container. "We are just going to have to wait and hope she comes back to us." Cole then carefully took his hand from hers, making sure she did not beak contact with his 'mind gem,' and closed her fingers around it. "Terri, may I?" he asked the waking dreamer. "Sure Cole," she said, getting herself out of the bed. "I've been spending way too much time here anyway." "Thank you." Cole replied, picking up the minstrel in his arms. The man in black carried Iris to Terri's bed where he gently laid her down. "I guess you could put the Tr-*ahem* the creature on that chair over there." he responded to Zeo's comment. "He shouldn't be going anywhere for a while, right Terri?" She nodded in agreement, the two sharing a smile. "So, Cole" Terri asked "Do you want me to tell you guys the rest of it now?" "No, I think you better wait for the others to get here," Cole said looking around to see who was present and then back at Iris hoping she would be alright, soon "I think we should all be here to hear this. Together."
((EO, Rose go for it!!)) ((Faira, I know that you said that first statement as an OOC but I thought it worked anyway!)) ((Iris, what up?))
