Myne chuckled as he saw Gwen holding a small bag of clothes, a wide happy smile plastered on her face. "You packed everything quite fast, didn't you?" he remarked, noticing how her suppressed excitement was evident.
"Well, there wasn't much to pack in the first place, so it didn't take much time" Gwen admitted, a touch embarrassed. She was simply too eager to escape this dilapidated old house, the source of her life half troubles. Besides childhood memories, which weren't pleasant, and she'd rather want to forget if possible, there was nothing of worth here. If not for their compulsion, she would have burned down this entire house from the ground by herself a long ago.
