The next morning, Helena wasn’t doing much of anything. She barely had any sleep, her thoughts still clouded by what had happened last night. The duel ended in the result Donte wanted, but the state he was in after… Helena couldn’t stop thinking about the blood. Was he even going to be ok? Or did she actually end up killing him? She couldn’t get the thought out of her head, and with how quickly news spread around the academy, everyone would know to avoid her like the plague. So much for making friends.

She sat quietly at her desk, fumbling through some of the cards in her deck. Chosen didn’t say anything, what could he say? You’re not a murderer, you’re just… No… Look on the brightside, maybe Donte’s dad will lighten up? Maybe… He shook his head. Nothing he could think of would cheer up his partner. Maybe, he could at least get her to move around, get her thoughts on something else?

“Hey… Um… Why don’t you take a break from your edits and uh… Get some fresh air?” He suggested. Helena sat in thought and put her cards up. [color=8882be]”Fine… But I’m not leaving the dorm area…”[/color] She said as she quietly got up and left the dorm room, if rumor did spread, than she didn’t want to deal with everyone at the academy unless she had to.