“I was just looking,” Vena says instantly, fully deflected. “Looking’s fine.”

He doesn’t look like he’s going to murder everyone in their beds, which was something she’d heard a few times. Most of the sisters muttering it were also saying the Sister Swordsmith was crazy, of course, so she wasn’t too inclined to believe it. But you never know. He looked very different yesterday.

Speaking of. Vena informs him, “You shouldn’t fight my teacher again. The healers said she’s not allowed to brawl, ‘cause she’s not fifty anymore.” There had been a number of raised voices, among them Lashan’s in an incredulous oh, so I should’ve hid behind a child? Spellcasting takes time!