Rob was listening with the focused attention he gave to anything that affected the domain's physical integrity, occasionally correcting Bob's account with the quiet precision of someone for whom accuracy was a value independent of whether the audience noticed the correction.
Mob ate without contributing to the conversation, which was Mob's consistent relationship with group dinners, his broad back settled comfortably and his expression carrying the particular satisfaction of someone whose day had gone the way days should go.
Leon sat in his usual seat with the measured quality he always had fresh from rotation, present and engaged but not the loudest thing in the room, eating steadily and listening to whatever was happening around him with the composed attention that was simply how Leon moved through most situations.
