Valor did not answer. He slowly closed the book and rubbed his thumb along the cover. The air between them grew stale and uncomfortable, something neither had experienced in each other's presence until now.
He would not look at her.
“Valor?" She asked again.
“I heard you. It is simply hard to answer."
“Why's that?"
Valor went to the other side of the desk, putting the book down as he went. Behind the desk was a large open window framed by sheen blue curtains.
The light outside was so bright it obscured her from seeing anything beyond. The window became a wall of light that was impossible to see out of or perhaps it was some form of magic.
Again, he opted out of looking at her and instead chose the blaring light of the window. His dodging only strengthened her worries that the
