Rama strode down the hall way in search of Reina, she'd teach her how to prepare a bath or whatever. She took a turn toward the intersection of the hall where she came out from and a figure abruptly emerged out of the intersection almost bumping into her.
She shrieked as she jumped back in fear, startled by the sudden appearance, until her eyes met a pair of empty red ones belonging to Zamiel. The calm look masking his face didn't do much to dissuade the melancholy brewing underneath it like an eerie storm concealed beneath the ocean.
Her lashes fluttered unnervingly as his unwavering gaze locked on hers and she instantly lowered her head to avert her gaze from his. She saw his figure move past her without a word and she tilted her head up to steal a glance at his retreating figure that seemed to blend with the darkness until he was lost into it.
