The afternoon light was fading when I finally looked at Void directly for the first time since yesterday.
We were in one of the side rooms off the main corridor, smaller than the common area, quieter, with narrow windows overlooking volcanic rock and gray water. I'd found it earlier while exploring and liked that it was tucked away.
Azryth sat beside me on the stone bench built into the wall, reading through reports on his tablet. Demon lord business that apparently couldn't wait even when delegated to Kelvin and Kade.
And Void was on the floor near Azryth's feet, staying exactly where it had been all day, close to him, watching me, waiting.
It had been patient.
More patient than I'd expected, honestly. No attempts to roll closer to me, no hissing when I moved around the room, no blasting through walls to reclaim proximity. Just quiet observation from its designated spot near the person who'd forgiven it.
Learning.
