Void, who had been observing the commotion from a safe distance, noted that the tension had lessened and the two were now staring at each other. Thinking they had started flirting, He leapt down from his perch, and made his way towards them.
[What did I miss?] he asked, his mental voice bubbling with enthusiasm.
However, Octavius didn't respond. Instead, he sat up properly, seemingly oblivious to the sword still pointed at him. His gaze drifted over Nadia's hair, and she, realizing her mistake, quickly turned to grab her cloak from a nearby spot. She wrapped the cloak around her shoulders with one hand, still keeping the sword trained on Octavius.
As soon as she pulled the hood over her head, she removed it, revealing her bald head once more. The movement was swift and practiced, like a ritual she had performed many times before.
