Lysander simply kept his gaze on Nilsine, resting her head on his lap. He noticed that she seems to have somewhat calmed down now. Her face is relaxed and blank, her gaze softened, and her shoulders were released from tension. She's not even bothering to look at the training grounds where all their friends are currently in.
It didn't feel as if they were literally trying to kill each other an hour ago.
Well, that's how it's always been with the two of them anyway. Always bickering, always the duo with the most violent duels, and always labeling each other with filthy names. At least that's how Lysander remembers both of them.
Just two clashing friends who are enemies most of the time.
"How did you know?" Lysander asks. "How did you know my body was possessed by another? Did you meet me outside?"
Nilsine stayed silent for a few moments before she let out a sigh.
"Yes… The worst part is that you were talking to Heins himself."
