GAHRYE
The click of a door opening sounded like a boulder falling down a mountainside to his ears and he leapt up, whirling, expecting to find the door where Elia had disappeared, opening—praying it was Elia, not some trick of her beast. But instead, the door from the hallway opened slowly, and a second later, Kalle poked her head in, eyes wide and forehead puckered with concern. "Are you guys okay?" she whispered. "Can I do anything?"
Gahrye heaved a sigh of relief and slumped back against the wall, but stayed on his feet. His heart was beating wildly. To hide the trembling of his hands, he shoved them in his pockets and shook his head. "No, we're… we're just… there's just some… problems," he said softly, without looking at her.
Kalle stepped inside the door, but didn't approach, hesitating. "Did you want to be alone?" she asked carefully.
