After they all left the inn, Nova's thoughts drifted to the night before. The girl in his bed and the words she said to him, along with everything else that she did, made his mind race with many different thoughts, none clearer than the others. All were just like her: a storm of mystery and confusion.
She seemed to know everything about him and he could not help but think about his true self, whether or not she actually knew or there were limits to even her knowledge.
While walking, her voice whispered in his ear, like a gush of warm and calm wind brushing past him and his eyes widened slightly.
He came to an abrupt halt and turned around, his eyes narrowing as he looked around the area; he had a feeling she was there, or maybe he was just being paranoid this time.
The others who noticed he had stopped looked at him, wondering what was going on and Kiros approached him.
