"Ninny? Hello?"
Raghnall waved a hand in front of her when he noticed that she didn't answer his question.
Then suddenly, Inna broke off their intertwined hands as she frantically reached into her spatial pouch.
"Uhhh, what are you doing? Are you looking for something?"
Raghnall couldn't help but worriedly ask as he observed her. But Inna seemed to be far too engrossed in finding something from her pouch.
Minutes after, she clicked her tongue in annoyance as she finally withdrew her hand. Raghnall saw this as a window of opportunity to finally ask her.
"What were you looking for?"
Inna sighed as she stared at the opening of her pouch. Her eyes held a mixture of sadness and annoyance as she answered him.
"Alcohol."
Raghnall stiffened as he heard the word that now traumatized him. And without even so much as a squeak, he immediately grabbed the pouch away from Inna.
"No alcohol for you."
Inna glared at him as she tried to get her pouch back.
"C'mon. I feel like drinking so let me drink!"
She whined as she tried to use the combination of her superior speed and strength to outmatch Raghnall.
Raghnall knew he'd be no match with her abilities so he immediately casted a spell to trap the pouch into his own spatial cube and made it so that it would move away whenever Inna came near it.
After a few seconds of wasting her energy, Inna finally surrendered while huffing in anger.
"Give me back my pouch!"
Raghnall clicked his tongue as he narrowed his eyes at her.
"No. That's what got us into trouble last time. I'm not letting you drink anymore. Hell, you nearly traumatized me out of drinking!"
Inna rolled her eyes at his melodramatic tone but she knew she wouldn't be able to change his mind. And so, using every girl's weapon, she decided to turn her back on him and give him the cold shoulder.
He's had his fair share of interacting with women to know what she was doing so he simply chuckled in amusement.
"It's not going to work. I'm still not giving it back to you."
Inna continued with her silence but this time, she crossed her arms to show her anger. Raghnall simply chuckled at her action and instead of being affected, he ended up finding it cute. But moments passed and Inna still didn't seem to be stopping her act anytime soon. Raghnall knew how stubborn she was so he knew it'll end up with her ignoring him until the following day.
And so, with a sigh, he slowly gave back her pouch. But not before checking if there really was alcohol in it.
"Why do you even want to drink right now? You're going to have a heavy headache tomorrow if you're going to drink now. And I know I'm going to have bruises around me as well if I'm going to send your drunk self back to your dorm in one piece."
Inna quickly grabbed her pouch from his outstretched hand while glaring at him. The asshole actually had the audacity to take her stuff away.
Then, she wordlessly reached into her pouch again to desperately find that fruit wine she kept for emergency purposes.
She got it from when she found Ulima's hidden stash. It was already open from the start so she just poured a portion of it in a different container and stored it in her pouch for later consumption. But she seemed to have forgotten whether she already drank it or not. So now, she's just praying she didn't, and that hopefully it really was still inside, hidden somewhere slightly out of her reach from the pouch.
But Raghnall's words soon crushed her tiny hope.
"There's no alcohol in there. So there's no use looking."
Inna had her face scrunch up in sadness as she slowly withdrew her hand. Then, seeing that she was no longer that focused on her pouch, he asked her again.
"So... Why do you want to drink now?"
Hearing the full confusion in his voice, Inna sighed as she looked at the pouch before her.
"You asked me if those little minions were my close friends, right?"
Raghnall nodded and immediately showed relief in his face now that Inna was finally going to answer at least one of his questions.
Inna sighed again but this time, she looked at Raghnall in the eyes as she smiled flatly.
"Well, yes. They… were. But I don't think I'd be strong enough to talk about them now… when I'm sober."
Raghnall saw a flicker of a grieving expression pass her face and he felt his heart squeeze. Although she's trying hard to hide it, he can still see the depth of sadness hidden in her eyes. And internally, he was panicking because it was the first time he found her this down.
To think that this little bundle of energy would be able to show such an expression was quite shocking and strange for Raghnall.
He's been far too used to seeing her playful and cheerful self for nearly a whole year that he couldn't help but have a mental blackout when he saw her now.
And so, after trying to calm himself down, he decided to talk her sadness out of her.
"If you don't mind me asking, why is that?"
Inna seemed to be lost in thought and Raghnall took it as a sign that she wasn't willing to share. And so, he immediately withdrew his statement.
"I-I mean, if you're not willing to share, i-it's okay! I understand! W-we all have our own pasts and secre--"
But before he could continue, Inna cut him off abruptly.
"Because it would hurt too much to recall all my memories with them while accepting the fact that I could never ever see them again."
After hearing her reason, Raghnall's brows furrowed when he found one thing strange.
"Why couldn't you see them again? Since you said you're from a place called Earth, couldn't you just… go there? Then come back?"
Inna found Raghnall's naivety of her situation to be quite fresh and endearing, in a way. So, she couldn't help but release a small smile at his innocence. But her expression was a contrast from her quivering voice as she replied.
"I… No... There's no way I could ever go back."