You're Not Mad?
At the entrance of the cave Mike and the others had been using as their base, Theresa leaned against the wall with her arms folded, her expression unreadable.
Despite it being only a few days, she looked a bit more rugged compared to when she was in the Academy, even with the shower.
It couldn't be helped, the constant battles and heat of the surroundings always bore on whoever decided to traverse Naraka. Granted, that didn't mean she looked bad. There was a certain air to her now, almost more mature.
It was a bit too early to tell, but the changes were indeed happening.
"Do you think he's fine?" A voice came from behind her, and Theresa turned to see Kris coming over with two thermos flasks.
He handed one to Theresa, and she nodded gratefully, taking a sip from it and savoring the taste of warm chocolate.
After a bit, she answered.
