Raizen's chest felt too tight to breathe properly. He needed to leave. He'd come down here without a reason and stayed for too long and now the room's walls felt like they were pressing in.
He slowly walked backwards toward the door. Raizen slowly took a step… But he didn't even finish the second one-
The door snapped open.
And in the frame, the hallway light creating a soft blurry halo around her head...
Kori.
She looked tired. The kind of tired that was visible in her shoulders rather than her face - her expression was the same neutral set it always was, but her posture was a fraction lower than usual, the weight of recent hours visible in the angle of her stance. Half of her silver hair was pulled back, still covering her Chasmis. Her sleeves were rolled to the elbows. She stood there, looking at Raizen.
Raizen looked back at her.
