"You seem lost," Sergeant Duvall announced as he walked down the hall.
He looked dashing in his military uniform. His black shoes were so polished I could practically see my reflection in them. He had a thick black mustache that made him look older than he was, but when I studied his face, I realized he couldn't be more than a year or two older than me.
"No, just restless," I answered. I'd just left Aurora's room but found I didn't want to go back to my own yet.
"Ah, I've been there a time or two. Anything in particular keeping you up?" he asked as I paced closer.
"Nothing I want to talk about," I confessed.
"I've been there too." Sergeant Duvall nodded. "Would you like some company?"
I considered for a fraction of a second. "I think so."
Sergeant Duvall moved from where he was lean
