The days fell into an easy rhythm as Kharon and Virela stayed on with Rivyn. Their presence brought a strange energy to his normally quiet abode—equal parts chaos and comfort. On this particular morning, the three of them were gathered around the small dining table. Kharon and Virela were deep in conversation, their animated voices filling the room.
"I'm telling you this with absolute certainty, the mantis creatures that are located on the 23rd floor are highly overrated," Kharon said, his voice high with passion as he flailed his arms wildly to drive the point home. "Everyone constantly talks about just how dangerous they are, but honestly, they're really not that bad at all if you simply keep your distance from them."
Virela rolde her eyes. "Says the guy who almost lost an arm to one.".
"That was one time!" Kharon protested. "And it wasn't my fault. Barry wasn't watching my back."
"You're impossible," Virela muttered, sipping her tea.