Northern's sleep was short, but he didn't mind; to be honest, this one even felt so short and peaceful that it felt like a lie.
It was also strange and uncomfortable to have a peaceful, undisturbed sleep, without the imminent fear of an impending danger.
He woke up, and Ellis had prepared a steaming white bread on the table alongside a warm brownish liquid he called decaf.
This drink Northern had never seen or known about; actually, now that he thought about it, he hadn't had much to drink except for water and fruit juice which Eisha was adept at making.
Thinking of those times he would get home with tea waiting for him made him sentimental, and such sentimentalism caused his expression to fold with darkened resolve.
'I must find her at all cost!'
He stood up from the ground and sat on the chair, looked to his side with an irritated expression.
"What exactly are you doing standing there like that?"
