Arvila was still reeling from the battle they just went through. She hadn’t believed that it was too dangerous but seeing someone like Karen fight like that would send anyone into a spiral. Her strong grasp, her beautiful features, her-
“Hello!” someone shouted from the room. She perked her head up and realized that they had all returned to the tavern. The other two had left as more people joined in the group. A lizard, who somehow talked, provided the group a quest. They all left for a cavern. On the way there, she couldn’t stop looking at Karen. There was something about her. They were completely different from each other but still.
Karen could’ve made fun of her at any time. She could have attempted to heal her wounds (it never worked). She could’ve done anything terrible. All she did was care and understand. She didn’t ask questions. She didn’t hurt her. She… She…
Arvila had to keep shaking herself out of it. She just couldn’t stop.