The next morning didn't find Claude in very high spirits. After the trouble of heading to the X-Ray room again, he'd been hoping to discover a more concrete direction toward the cure. Even if he and Guy thought they might have stumbled across some medicinal herbs, Claude wasn't convinced they hadn't just found a couple of plain old leaves. He could only hope they would manage to find what they were looking for before it was too late.

Today was a new day, though, and Claude understood that he couldn't go into this with a defeated attitude. He wasn't the only one dealing with this. They could all work through this together. Besides, if he gave up, how could he expect everyone else to stay positive?

Thankfully, it didn't take long for him to find Guy and Anise. Tray in hand, he approached their table with straightened shoulders and a smile that didn't betray the anxiety eating away at the pit of his stomach. As he reached his seat, he caught the last part of Guy's explanation.

"Hey," he greeted as he took a seat. Getting a closer look at Anise, Claude was relieved to find she didn't look injured. "I guess you heard a little bit about what we found. Did you and Luke have any luck?"