Rune woke up still nestled in Raya's embrace. They positions has shifted during the night and she was now lying on his shoulder with her arm draped across his chest.
Like this, it kind of looks like I was the one comforting her last night, Rune mused inwardly.
Gently removing her arm, he made sure not to disturb her as he made his way over to the window. It was early morning with the sun just beginning to rise. He often got up before everyone else to maintain his routine of stretching his muscles and keeping himself limber.
Whereas Carin preferred to overwhelm her opponents with pure strength, displaying a crude brutality that lacked any form of grace, Rune was a bit more refined.
His style adhered to his master's teachings but was more methodical. He relied a bit more on his speed, and incorporated more complex movements and acrobatics into his martial arts. As such it was important to keep up his routine.
