Chapter 18: A Step in the Wrong Direction
Sienna showed up not long after our call, striding toward me with a confident grin that she wore like armor. The late afternoon sun caught in her hair, turning it into streaks of copper and gold, which was pleasantly distracting.
"Well," I started, attempting to sound nonchalant but failing completely, "were you really serious about that whole... living together idea?"
She raised an eyebrow, as if it were the most foolish question she'd encountered all day. "Obviously. Why shouldn't I be?"
I moved uncomfortably, rubbing the back of my neck. "I have don't know....Perhaps it's because it's... pretty significant?"
She stepped closer, grin widening. "Reynard, relax. It's just practical. My place is too big for one person, and you need somewhere better than whatever F-Rank dungeon you've been living in."
Fair enough.
I had no objections to the idea. Actually, the more I reflected on it, the clearer it became. Moreover, it wasn't as if I had a lot of personal belongings to carry. "Okay," I replied at last, nodding. "I'll gather my belongings and we can go."
"Perfect," she chirped. "And since we finished early today, why not do it right now?"
I blinked. "Now?"
She was already turning, motioning for me to follow. "No time like the present, Reynard."
I sighed, falling into step beside her.