Northern relaxed into the worn couch in Annette's quarters, her bed sitting opposite but currently unoccupied.
She had welcomed him to stay for a few hours while she went to arrange lodging per Gilbert's instructions.
'Her place is set apart from the rest...'
Unlike the pseudo-civilization teeming with survivors, Annette's abode stood in blessed seclusion.
Still, it remained close enough to avoid monster onslaughts - though even at this location, Northern doubted she could ever truly avoid such threats entirely.
'But then, Instructor Anne is quite strong, and she's probably only grown... She may be the strongest here besides Gilbert... I wonder if the twins are around as well.'
For several leisurely minutes, Northern simply lounged on the couch, mind idly wandering.
But then he remembered a task at hand. Closing his eyes, he opened them once more to the grandeur of the Limitless Void's throne hall.
