Naimishi jerked awake to the sound of a firm knock on the door. She looked around, and a rush of memories from the previous night hit her like a wave. She hastily examined her clothes, relief flooding through her when she saw they were intact. Thank god he didnot take advantage of her, unlike Cassian. All she remembered was her eyes closed automatically due to the drowsy herbal medicine while listening to his philosophy talks. A faint smile appeared on her lips, the memory of his comforting presence bringing warmth to her heart. "When did he leave?"
"Mishi...open..the door..are you still sleeping?"
Naimishi opened the door, and she was greeted by Vasilka and Alora, both already dressed. She didnot speak with Alora, although Alora tried to initiate a conversation. The memory of her choosing Hiraan over her still stung. And that flat-ass! He didnot even hear her banging his door last night! What kind of sleep monster he is.