Ryn woke up with a small headache. He'd tossed and turned last night, thinking about all the problems that suddenly made themselves apparent when he least needed them to.
A knock sounded—light, rhythmic.
"Ryn?" Sera's voice chirped from outside. "You awake?"
Ryn dragged himself to the door and opened it.
Sera stood there bright-eyed, already washed and in simple clothes. Her hair was tied up, well, what was left of it.
She blinked at him.
"…You look terrible."
"I feel like it," Ryn muttered.
Sera laughed under her breath, stepping back to let him exit.
"Come on, let's go tour the town. To get somethin' to eat."
Before he could even give an answer, she had already gone downstairs. Ryn thought about the idea of just going back to sleep, but maybe he needed to learn more about the city.
Reluctantly, he went downstairs, yawning every step of the way.
She watched him for a moment.
"Something on your mind?"
"Several things," he said.
