Larea smiled, and gently closed the scroll that she had recently begun reading again. She was just wasting time more than anything, and didn't care enough to finish reading it if Zel was ready to leave, especially not if breakfast was in the forecast. She slowly stood up, dusting off her robes as she did so, and placed the scroll back in it's spot on the shelf, turning to Zel afterward. She gave him a quick nod and stepped towards the door, once again attempting to push it open using her good arm, a feat that was easier said than done, even in Larea's case. She struggled to move it for a minute, but it just didn't want to budge; she had even less force behind it now that her arm was hurt, and she wasn't even able to open it before.