Chapter 17: Second dungeon
The morning air was frigid, piercing through his clothes as he walked in silence beside the girl he'd saved a few minutes earlier.
Her name was Elisa.
A frail high-school girl of barely 18, with light-brown hair and deep-green eyes. Her baggy sweater fell over her trembling hands, and though she tried to hide it, Isaac could see that her body was still shaking.
She didn't speak, but he could feel her gaze on him repeatedly.
- "Thank you..." she finally whispered.
Isaac didn't respond immediately. He wasn't used to this kind of exchange.
- "You were lucky I was there." he contented himself with saying, in a neutral voice.
A silence settled in.
Elisa lowered her head, her fingers playing nervously with the sleeve of her sweater.
- "Do you do this a lot?" she asked suddenly.
- "Do what?"