<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Y3n5ibZ.png)</div>Upon finding Lenore's body, Larissa would leave the patrol the unenviable task of tending to her. She had only stepped off the ferry that day and a lot had happened: she won a duel - and then lost a battle. She learned the Elaine had died and she fought the ones responsible. Only to lose. Just surviving the day should have been enough, but it had left her hollow.<br/><br/>She was utterly exhausted, physically, memtally, emotionally. And yet a certain restlessness made sleep almost nauseating. Stopping by Kasala's door, she had no doubt gave herself away with the creak of the floorboards. Hearing the noises beyond, she let out a sigh.<br/><br/>Some comfort would be nice. She knocked.<br/><br/>"It's Larissa," she called. "Can I come in?"