"Now that you're better at meditating, we shall move to the next step," Said Celeste. She stood while facing Alistair who was settled by the rock. Her eyes held no sort of emotions, and she couldn't tell why.
Alistair opened his eyes, to look at her. He separated his hands which had been glued together ever since, resting them on his lap.
"Are you eager to get rid of me that quickly?" He tilted his head to the side.
Celeste swallowed the lump in her throat.
"If you could please focus, You're not the only one who needs training" She reminded him, sounding spiteful.
Alistair ran his tongue across his teeth, glancing away at first before returning his gaze to her. He sighed in frustration, running his fingers over his hair and turning them messier.
He gently descended from the rock and was steadily approaching her. His lips twisted. "I'm afraid I wouldn't learn anything if you act this way"
