As night fell, Wendy went to the door of Scroll's bedroom.
She held out her hand, hesitating whether she should knock or not. However, just at that moment, Scroll opened the door.
"I knew you would come find me." Scroll smiled. "I also wanted to talk to you, just like we used to."
Scroll had apparently taken an early shower as her long, wet hair was randomly hanging over her shoulders instead of being tied up. She had also placed a towel on her shoulders in order to avoid getting her night robe wet. At first glimpse, she appeared to be a little younger, with her flowing hair covering the wrinkles on her forehead. After leading an increasingly comfortable life in Neverwinter, she looked more mellow.
Only her wise and mature eyes remained unchanged.
Wendy could not help smiling and asked, "In your bedroom or mine?"
"Yours. Nightingale will come back much later than Leaf."
"Ok."
"You serve the Chaos Drinks."
"What?!?"
