Razeal didn't move right away when the knocking sounded for the second time. He already knew who it was his senses were too sharp, too absurdly sensitive now. Even before the first knock finished echoing, he had already identified the heartbeat rhythms, the breathing patterns, the small subtle shifts of two familiar presences just beyond the door.
So when he finally spoke, it was with complete calmness, barely glancing up:
"Come in."
The door clicked open, and Maria stepped in first. Neptunia followed silently behind her. Both of them entered the room cautiously, as if expecting Razeal to be in the same tormented state he was earlier. Instead, they found him sitting on the edge of his bed, posture relaxed but expression distant lost in thoughts that clearly ran deep and far from anything either of them could guess.
