She slowly sat upright, the sheets sliding off her body and revealing her porcelain-like skin. She was wearing some sort of bodysuit that almost resembled a swimsuit, given how little it covered.
She looked at him with the open expression, the one that had appeared gradually during their time at the third citadel and hadn't fully left since.
"You're back," she said.
"I am," he replied, stepping inside and closing the door behind him.
He looked at her for a moment. She looked back without explaining herself, which was completely consistent with how she normally acted.
"How long have you been here?" he asked.
"A while," she said simply.
He accepted that and moved toward the chair by the window, sitting down with the particular weight of someone whose body had been making requests for the last several hours that he'd been ignoring.
Ning Xiaoyu watched him settle.
"I heard about Victor," she said, throwing her long legs over the edge and rising on her feet.
"Yes."
