Having finished up the necessary discussions that they needed to have, both Marcus and Lyra decided to get some rest.
They were still quite tired from their earlier fight and had been staying up with sheer will power.
Even Marcus was feeling worn since he had used his full strength for a too long and it had done a number on him.
However, as he set up his sleeping mat right in front of Lyra's bed, she looked at him with a confused expression for a moment before her eyes went wide.
"Wait your going to sleep in here?" Lyra said in a flustered manner.
Looking up at her Marcus could see that her face was going a bit red and that she was a bit uncomfortable with him staying with her.
'Hm, I suppose even though with her two lives she has technically lived for nearly thirty-four years, she has never made it past sixteen, so she still has some insecurities.' Marcus thought.
