A while after Mikkish left, I felt a bit cramped in the room. I hopped off the bed after retrieving a mystery novel from my luggage. I took my bow and quiver, out of habit. I went downstairs to the sitting area. I sat down on the couch, putting my bow and quiver on the ground, leaning it against the couch. I opened the book and began reading, allowing the world around me to just fade away...