Shards of light broke through the blinds separating Lysander and Vesper's room from the outside world. Lysander's eyes fluttered slowly open. He had not slept in a warm bed often in the Legion, and it left him feeling unusually at ease. He brushed aside the sheet that had gotten tangled around his body and sat up, swinging his legs over the edge of the cot. He rubbed his eyes sleepily and reached for his shirt, pulling it over his body. Glancing at Vesper's bed, he saw that she still appeared to be sleeping soundly and peacefully, her owl perched above her in slumber.
Lysander stood up and stretched, scooping up his equipment and strapping on each individual item, ending with his katana. He left his pack on the bed to be moved to the dormitories later. He decided he had best get the lay of the place before thinking out his next move; if he found any prominent security breaches, he would likely not be safe there. He grabbed the door handle and pushed it open. A movement in the corner of his eye made him jump, but it was only Nyx, who had been awakened by his noise.
"It's alright, it's just me." Lysander said, then questioned whether the owl trusted him either way, then questioned again why he was talking to a bird in the first place. He glanced down at Vesper. She had not stirred, and the sun on her pale green hair made her look particularly attractive, which Lysander had not noticed in the dark. He pushed the thought from his mind and closed the door behind him.
As he walked down the hallway and stairs to the entrance, several guild clerks gave him wary looks, but none spoke a word. He ignored them and pushed out the main doors into the courtyard.
