Evangeline Brightwater glanced at Damon, her curiosity piqued by the black blindfold obscuring his eyes. She couldn't understand why he was wearing it, but it added to his mysterious aura. His demeanor remained as cold and detached as ever, though she got the distinct impression he had sensed her presence long before she spoke.
The subtle reaction stirred a strange sense of déjà vu in her. Turning to Sylvia Moonveil, who stood quietly by her side, she searched for an explanation. The elven girl merely shrugged, offering no insight.
Evangeline bit her lip, suppressing a sigh. Damon Grey was as standoffish as always, though it surprised her to see him seated with Leona Valefier. She recalled the beastkin loudly proclaiming to the entire class that Damon was her best friend.
"There aren't any free tables left, so this is the only option," Evangeline said, her tone light but resolute.
"I hope you don't mind."
