Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20191120203148/@comment-27666783-20191207051738

The sun beams illuminated the shrouded room, illumating it once again after the smoldering fireplace had burned away hours ago. Chenguang carefully opened her eyes, allowing sensory details in of movement in the halls, the birds outside, the specks of dust dancing between her and the window. She lays her eyes on Bertram next to her, slumbering beneath the bed blanket he resided in. He did well for someone who had never meditated before, sleep took him shortly after they had begun, but this was common. He tried it, not only for her sake. A tinge of regret filled her lungs as she continued to stare at him, did he trust her? Even when she knew, he knew she lied to him?

A flurry of blinks erupt from Bertram's eye, he crooks his head upward to look at the Jinko's own, almost flinching at her sitting cross-legged on the side of the bed next to him. As his conciousness returned, he offers a shake of his head. "What the- Cripes Chen. You could have told me if you wanted the bed that badly, ya creep."

It must have been one of those 'sarcastic remarks' he liked to speak. Chen had to admit it was a bit odd, even for her, to sit like this next to someone. Why did she sit here? "You sleep very late, most of everyone else is awake." She retorted, earning a drawl from the awakening Bertram.

"Were not on schedule, keep to it and utilize the hygiene facilities." He yawns, "You go first, I don't want to take a bath and have you decide to sit next to me there too…"

The court hall was alive once again with the smells of food and the sounds of conversations. Bertram found himself, with much attention, holding onto the paper slips he possessed. This time. he'd be sure to check whatever he consumed.