Lyon inhaled as his chest slightly puffed up before letting it out through his nose. His eyes were closed as he let the sobbing woman cried against him. The whole bathroom was filled with her cry and reverberated across the hall outside.
He could already hear the footsteps of plate boots coming toward them as his ears twitched. There was nothing that he could do to stop them in their tracks as there was no intention of him hiding from their eventual sight. The woman needed a shoulder to cry on and those that took care and taught him how to behave knew that he was supposed to stand still. Not a single inch did he moved, not a single word of complaint did he mutter. His eyes slowly opened before darting their gaze toward the entrance of the bathroom.
Their clanking noise gradually turned louder as they were approaching the door.
"What was that? We got an intruder?!" said one of the guards while running with his allies inside the long hall.
