[h3]Sirvan Nouzari[/h3]
It took some time before Sirvan woke up unfortunately to a headache. Grabbing his head as he opened his eyes. Covering his eyes from the daylight that lit up the room at first before his eyes slowly adjusted. He slowly sat up and quickly found that he was no longer in the chamber. Finding that his other novitiates were lying down on the ground near him. Still knocked out like he was and it was clear that they were moved to where ever they are. Noting the daylight, how long were they out? All night and is it morning or mid-day? Sirvan wondered as continued to look around. Trying to figure where he was and noticed that he was someone personal study. Who's study is this, is this Nevrakis's room or someone else's? In which case where is she?  

As his head started to clear as he looked around did Sirvan see Nevrakis seemly coming from the shadows. Well, that answers one question, he thought as he watched the Magus seemly appear from the shadows. Sirvan was slightly surprised to see her that way and she looked like she just got out of bed. How long has she been in here and how long was she waiting for them to wake up? And with is with that embalmer's tool and was one of several questions he had in his mind. Staying silent and checked his body for cuts and found no such wounds and felt relieved. What no, no way she would do that right? No, she would not, he thought. But, after what happened last night... who knows what will happen down the road if her lessons are like that. 

Sirvan watched as Nevrakis prepared the coffee for them at the table in the middle of the room. She was sure that coffee would help get through whatever they went last night. Understandably hesitant to accept the coffee as it is. Even when Nevrakis said it was just coffee and took a sip from her cup. He put his hands on his right temple from the lingering headache. "Coffee, Nevrakis....uh, sure". Sounding unsure and went to grab a cup. Bring it close to him and stared at it for a few seconds. Instead of drinking it, Sirvan chooses to look back at the unconscious bodies of his fellow Novitiates. Waiting for them to wake up before he even tries to drink the coffee.