"Yeah, so start talking." Grayson demanded.
"But if I tell you what really happened, you know, h-he'll find out. I can't. It's not that easy, you guys." Stingray spoke, clearly still afraid of Silver, and he looked down at the table.
"It's not easy or you just don't want to?" Hailey said bitterly and crossed her arms.
Odessa slapped her on the arm, her eyes going wide as a warning.
After a few minutes of silence, and their frustration heightening, Stingray looked up again. "Actually, there. . .um, wait. Okay, so I've been working on this new D&D campaign—"
"I don't think we have time for this." Miguel interrupted him.
"Wait, a minute." Said Eli. "What happens in the campaign, Stingray?"
"Really?" Odessa asked him with her eyebrows raised.
He just shook his head and put his hands on her shoulders. 
"Okay, so. . ." Stingray grabbed one of the pieces from the board. "Once upon a time, there was a Dwarven monk, and he was a member of the most badass guild in all the land. Uh, he was banished for a time. You know, typical PC crap—"
"Is this really what my life has come down to?" Hailey blurted out in disbelief.
"Get a move on." Grayson rolled his finger.
Stingrsy cleared his throat. "Right. But, um, once he paid his penance, he returned." He put the figure back on the board. "Only by then, the guild was under new leadership and the monk was denied into the guild. Quite unceremoniously, might I add."
Odessa looked down at her lap when she began to understand.
"So, what did the monk do? The monk, he made a pact with the silver haired king who usurped the leader. And it was early one morning, before any of the warriors had arrived, that the king struck the monk down." Stingray knocked the monk down with the figure. "Again, and again, and again. It was then that they framed the leader for the assault and the leader was put in chains, and the silver haired king took over the guild."
There was a small pause. "And you were—" Demetri cut himself off. "The Dwarven monk, was let back into the guild?"
"Yeah. With benefits." Eli said astonishingly and he looked around the home.
Stingray nodded. "With benefits, yeah."
"Okay, so, why can't he just tell everyone what really happened?" Miguel asked him.
Sam stood from her chair. "Because he doesn't want to lose his benefits." She said in anger.
"No, no, no!" Stingray denied. "I would. . .T-The monk would give it all back if he could, but t-the silver haired king, you know, he—he almost killed the monk for power. So yeah, the monk fears what the king would do to keep that power." He stuttered. "The monk just wanted reentry into the guild because he thought that he could be like a. . .like a proud and noble warrior. Just like you, Hawk. All of you."
Odessa frowned. She titled her head back and saw the from on Eli's face as well. He understood that feeling more than any of them.
"But he's neither proud nor noble. Definitely not a warrior. He just sits around playing with them all day. The monk's just scared. I can't. I'm sorry."
"That's great. Thanks for nothing." Sam asserted with anger and she stormed out.
"Yeah, thanks for wasting our time." Hailey fumed as well and swiftly left her seat to follow her out.
Grayson sighed and went after her.
Eli patted Odessa on the shoulders. "C'mon, babe." He muttered and she got out of the chair. He grabbed her hand and the two of them left the home.