Around 3, Daisy Zane opened her eyes and saw Arthur North's waist.
After a pause, she realized her hand was still resting on him.
She leaned back and looked at him.
Arthur North turned his head, touched her face, and smiled, "Awake?"
"Mm." Daisy Zane glanced outside; the curtains were drawn, and the crevice was gone, making it impossible to tell the time. "What time is it?"
"3:20." Arthur North said, "Do you want to sleep more or eat something?"
Daisy remained silent and closed her eyes again. Then she slid her hand inside his sleeping robe and accurately touched the scar on his right rib.
"Little girl, what are you trying to do?" Arthur North asked with a smile.
Daisy Zane didn't answer him but asked, "How did you get this?"
Arthur North looked down at her and said softly, "It happened during training, when I got cut."
A long scar, from a knife.
Last night, Daisy Zane had touched it.
"Someone can actually hurt Third Master," Daisy Zane murmured.