"What… what are you doing?" Vinnandra stuttered, shocked at the scene unfolding before her.
Xander was meticulously packing all of her stuffs. Indeed, while other students—save for the expelled three that failed at the hunt—were excited at the prospect of going back home and were also packing accordingly. Vinn's room showed evidence that she didn't share in such joy.
But now, it looked like she did.
"Let me guess one or two things that have been probably running through your mind in the last few days." Xander said casually, folding one of her leather apparels inside the box. In that manner, Xander was painfully domesticated… even more so than Vinn.
You would never meet Xander's things looking out of place. Wherever he stayed at was always painfully well kept and pristine.
"What has been running through my mind?" Vinn quizzed him, still stunned at how he was going through her stuff.