Marcel:
I wasn’t sleeping either, I hadn’t expected to.
I was sitting at the small desk in my room when I heard her door open. Unsure of her steps, for a second, I genuinely believed that she wasn’t even trying to sneak out.
I raised an eyebrow as I got up from the chair and stepped into the hallway before she could knock.
She nearly collided with me.
Her hand flew to where a blade would normally rest at her thigh.
There was nothing there.
Her eyes flashed.
“You walk too quietly,” she muttered. “I’m sorry, it is a force of habit.”
“You’re jumpy.” I said, raising an eyebrow.
“I’m in a wolf den.” She said, looking away from me as she took a deep breath, calming herself down.
“Fair.” I said, nodding at her. She exhaled slowly, then looked past me toward my door.
“Are you okay?”
