A loud yawn broke out from the lips of Felicie, whose muddled eyes scanned the room she was in. A certain thought entered her head, causing her to immediately jump upwards from the bed.
Turning her head to the side, she sighted Zeras who stood against the wall, reclining on it with his usual lazy expression, but this time, a hint of amusement could be seen on his face as he looked at her, or more precisely, at the side of her lips where dried drool could be seen.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Don't you drool when you sleep?" she asked, trying to hide her embarrassment. Her eyes soon looked through the window as she furrowed her brows at the sky.
"What is that?" Zeras asked curiously. Felicie looked out for a while before bringing her face back in.
"Today is the third day, right?"
"Yes."