The Glint
Camila opened her eyes slowly and blinked a few times, shifting her gaze from side to side. Realizing she was in a foreign place, she moved frantically, trying to free herself but the ropes clung to the wooden chair, preventing her from lifting a finger.
Giving up her tries, she breathed, "Ezra...where are you?" And when no answer reached her, she continued in a louder tone, "WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO PROVE?!"
"Why are you so loud?" grunted a sleepy voice from the corner of the dark room.
Narrowing her eyes to see better, Camila looked in the voice's direction and could recognize Ezra's stretched figure on another chair "...Were you seriously sleeping?"
"You passed out longer than I expected. I was bored."
"Why am I here? Why didn't you kill me?"