His Motive (2)
Elian made his way to the room Amade had picked for him the first time he showed up here. Since his room was situated at the far end of the corridor, it was much easier for him to let his guard down as one hardly came here, not even the stalking human girl who's eyes never seemed to give him a moment to breathe - she always appeared to be watching him closely with those penetrating scary eyes of hers.
"Why am I even bothered?" He grumbled quietly, but nothing coherent came to mind as to why he found her presence bothersome, whilst he chose to shake it off from his head since that was the least thing troubling him presently.
Stepping into his room, he closed the door behind him and took a few strides forward till he stood at the carpeted center of his well-arranged room. When he was in the process of taking his shirt off, the door to his room opened, and he alarmingly turned to see Cassian stepping in without making any necessary effort to knock first.