Airi’s head turned to look at the door as he turned to look. Something was being said about training from the loudmouth blonde as the door shut with a click indicating that the individuals had left. A small sigh of relief left her. The last thing she wanted was to get caught in his bed because that could easily give off the wrong impression. She had just crawled in simply because she was exhausted from the night before… right?

Her head turned back to look down at the man who had become her pillow for the time being as she folding her arms onto his chest and pouted softly. “I’m going to have to repeat the story a dozen times once I return to the shop, please don’t make me do that here.” While she was a citizen within the village, she was the only one conscious during the movements so maybe she would likely be pressed for information even though she didn’t have any.

“I bet you have everything I need to make cinnamon rolls, can I bake instead of talking about the kidnapping?” Her bottom lip stuck out in a little pout as she batted her deep blue eyes in an attempt to get her way.