Eliana was woken by a magnificent symphony of birds chirping their morning song. The girl gently pulled the covers towards her, as her body shivered beneath the sheets. While she could feel the rays of the sun dawning upon her face, she could still not see it. Her mind wandered to the days when she would angrily mutter at the sun blinding her in the morning. But not this morning, no, today she missed it more than she had missed most things. With a silent sigh her arm moved towards the other side of the bed, finding it awfully empty. She looked around whilst steadily running a hand through her hair. 

“Sekaia?” Ellie moved around in the bed as she spoke, awaiting the cocky boy to answer her soon enough. Yet there was no response. Eliana repeated herself, sitting frozen in place. He would not just leave her like that, would he? Surely there would be an explanation. [i]Surely.[/i] The girl thought to herself with hope. Ever since Lowburg she had had such an awful fear of being left alone, especially after the loss of her sight. 
Still, she ventured beyond the bed, carefully finding her ground. Again and again she repeated herself, with no answer in the now lonely room. Eliana searched for her satchel along the window, something she took her great time doing. Paranoia was slowly beginning to overwhelm her in her place. Every creek or whisper from the rooms next to theirs could cause her to jump, or at least that was what she felt. Once she finally got hold of the satchel she clung unto it and stumbled her way back to the bed. 

Minutes and perhaps hours had passed, and it wasn’t until the door was opened that Eliana woke up again. She quickly rose up, peering around to no avail. 
“Sekaia?” she asked as her heart began beating quicker and quicker. There was no response, nothing besides the footsteps that approached her. The girl stared towards the sounds intently. Her hands dug into the satchel, but something charged at her before she could. Something forcefully grabbed held her mouth closed as she tried to wrestle out of the grip that was keeping her locked down. Her breath became uncontrolled and swift. The person jumped on top of her, sitting on top of her stomach as it kept her down and let it’s weight keep her down. Gripped by panic she tried her best to scream for help, but the hand kept it closed, only allowing muffled sounds to escape her. She tried to scoot her way out of the lockdown, but was ultimately kept in her place. 

The person finally loosened the grip, as he began a hysterical laughter. He rolled off of her and continued his warm laughter, leaving Eliana stunned in her place. It took her a moment to gather herself. She frowned heavily and rolled in the direction of the laughter, rolling on top of the man and growling angrily at him.

“What’s wrong with you?! You scared the living shit out of me!” Eliana almost shouted as she threw her hands in the direction of his face, but Sekaia simply continued his laughter, which almost got worse. “Aha-… ! Oh by the name of the One, I made Eliana Metilius curse, that has to be a first!” He seemed unphased by the sloppy punches that were thrown his way, as Ellie rolled off him with a frown. 

“You’re a sorry excuse of a friend.” She angrily huffed as she went off the bed again, gathering her things with a silent anger. Sekaia sighed to himself, jumping off the bed with a skip. 

“Ellie?”

Silence.

“Ellie?” Sekaia tried again.

“Ell-“

“What?” She finally answered with a cold tone.

Sekaia carefully stepped towards her, daring an embrace from behind. Though she didn’t break it, she simply stood in her place. “I just thought, that, with what’s going on right now, and with how I found you, that maybe…” He pondered for a second. “Maybe it wasn’t so bad to enjoy being alive, given that we might not be next winter, or even next full-moon, or tomorrow.” Eliana sighed at that.

“So you scared a blind girl that had been close to dying less than a month ago.” The girl was anything but forgiving.

“You were afraid.” Sekaia stated, letting go of her, to which she scoffed.

“Of course I was afraid. Being assaulted with no vision.” 

“But you made it through, didn’t you? Conquered your fear and came unharmed across the bridge, no?” Sekaia began gathering his own things, listening intently.

“That’s your excuse? I’ve met brigands that came up with better explanations to assault.” Eliana made her way past him, frowning.

Sekaia watched her carefully wander outside the room, muttering to himself. 

“Perhaps you’ll thank me someday.”