Leo brings me to one of the rooms they use for interrogation, and he makes me sit on his lap, on the bed.
He doesn't stop holding my hand for the whole path. When we're sat, he rubs my back to calm me.
Since he's calm and composed, I guess I'm not in danger. It means I can relax and let him cuddle me.
«The rooms are soundproof,» he comments after a while.
I nod, even though that piece of information doesn't add much to the situation. Should I worry about the sonorisation of the walls?
«It's a magic thing: it makes these rooms look like isolated bubbles,» Leo continues. «Scents also rarely trespass. It would be bad if the blood bothered the nearby students of the academy.»
«Are you going to torture me?» I inquire, just to solve this mystery.
Not that I would mind if it's Leo.
«No, I am not. But you might be disoriented by the silence.»
I wasn't paying attention to it. Oh, now that I do...
We're in another world!
