I turned left and there was Lucia greeting me. I was perplexed since she never usually sits next to me, but I tried not to reveal how I felt (Whatever strange or new happens, I try to stay, or at least pretend to be, indifferent; I don't like my feelings being felt by others).

Lucia pointed at an ant perpetually moving back and forth. I tried to catch it but failed. All of a sudden, Isabela appeared and took it. She did not want us to kill it I suppose but we were not going to kill it. How unholy would it be to kill a living thing in our sacrosanct meeting room?