“For quite a few hours. I thought rest was important.” Fenris said.
“I guess so,” I replied, finally propping myself up. I looked over my shoulder at him — something was slowly hitting me in the chest. I forced myself to look away. “Time to get ready for the day,” I said, looking around for where I’d flung my outfit earlier.
“How about some fresh clothes?” Fenris tipped his head to one side. “Everything in the guest room is just how you left it last time — including the clothes Walter got for you.”
“That would honestly be great,” I said, relieved not to have to ask. “A shower would be too.”
Fenris nodded. “Take all the time you need,” he sighed contentedly as he opened the door for me. “You remember where your room is?”
“I do.” I nodded down the hallway.
Before I could leave, Fenris
