They stayed like that for the rest of the hour, basically sitting close to each other while having their hands lightly intertwined.
Every now and then, they exchanged small stories.
Lunara spoke about the strange problems she had dealt with as the Student Class President: students trying to steal academy badges, a duel that accidentally burned half the training yard, and a girl who kept summoning frogs into the cafeteria by mistake.
Aestrea listened with a quiet smile.
And although her voice stayed mostly calm and flat, he could hear tiny hints of pride, irritation, and even embarrassment between her words.
Perhaps that was part of his imagination, but he didn't exactly care.
Then, the instant the hour struck, Lunara abruptly stood up, straight as a ruler.
"It's time for the next spot!" she declared with crisp certainty.
"You really are following a schedule down to the second, aren't you?" Aestrea blinked and let out a small sigh.
