After the breakfast, Norrix led Lauren to a room. Its walls were silver white, which reminded Lauren of entering a container.
"So, this is where we're going to practice." Norrix said, looking at the ceiling and walls as if they were a source of pride for him. "This is where I work." He informed her, and Lauren nodded.
It was clear that this room held great significance to him, as it was where he spent most of his time working.
"Where should I start first?" Lauren asked, and Norrix stared at her for a second, thinking about what Lauren should be able to handle.
He gestured for her to follow him. As they walked deeper, she saw that there was a small box of cans lying on the table.
"Take a seat." Lauren sat down on the chair that Norrix had pulled out for her, and she felt her heart begin to race as she gazed at the box of cans in front of her.
