At the sound of her voice, Franz stirred on the bed, rubbing his eyes.
“No, it would be best that I get up as well.â€
The phantom pains of his dreams had left, leaving him in a much better state than the previous night. He rose from the bed, turning his back to her. Raising a hand to his forehead, he reapplied a simple glamour to hide the undeniable marker of Garlean blood.
Taking a calm, deep, breath, he turned to face her. A small, heartfelt smile crept onto his face. Eyes that didn’t nearly look as sad as before.
“Thank you. For listening.â€
He eyed her expression. The dried tears. Coarse voice. You’re the one responsible for that. Franz would have to rectify that.
Opening a small window in the room to let in some fresh air and light, he sat down at a table in the room. He would wait for her words now.
“No, it would be best that I get up as well.â€
The phantom pains of his dreams had left, leaving him in a much better state than the previous night. He rose from the bed, turning his back to her. Raising a hand to his forehead, he reapplied a simple glamour to hide the undeniable marker of Garlean blood.
Taking a calm, deep, breath, he turned to face her. A small, heartfelt smile crept onto his face. Eyes that didn’t nearly look as sad as before.
“Thank you. For listening.â€
He eyed her expression. The dried tears. Coarse voice. You’re the one responsible for that. Franz would have to rectify that.
Opening a small window in the room to let in some fresh air and light, he sat down at a table in the room. He would wait for her words now.
