Damian's face went helpless. The puppy-dog eyes were out in full force now, weaponized maternal guilt aimed directly at him.
"Alright, alright. But what about Luna? Where is she?"
Lyandra dropped the act immediately, her voice returning to normal.
"She'll wake up around afternoon… She's been sleeping a lot lately."
Something about that statement made Damian's instincts prickle with warning, but he couldn't quite pin down why it bothered him.
"How long was I asleep?"
"More than five days straight."
Five days… That was long.
"...Do you happen to have any idea about my communication device?"
"Your council president sent it here by delivery. She said you gave it to her before the tournament."
Lyandra headed upstairs to get dressed, leaving Damian alone in the living room.
He pulled out his device and started scrolling through forums and news feeds, catching up on everything that had happened while he'd been unconscious.
