Just as Annan was thinking about Salvatore, as if by some telepathy, Salvatore took the initiative to contact Annan.
"Annan? Can you hear me?"
The figure of Salvatore appeared in the full-length mirror of Annan's bathroom.
It was apparent that Salvatore was somewhat nervous.
He had moved a small stool and was sitting squarely in front of the mirror in his formal attire. His body was slightly leaned forward, with his hands placed on his knees.
He glanced at the Hand of Winter standing behind and to the side of Annan, revealing only half of his body, and seemed a bit embarrassed: "You have company there..."
"It's just an elder who takes care of my day-to-day life."
Annan's body was not completely dry yet, with his hair still somewhat damp. His upper body was covered in thick, fluffy clothes.
