Room 418, Friday Evening

[wrongkindofsith]

Like usual, Cara had avoided the picnic. Instead she went running in the preserve until she was almost too tired to lift her feet enough to climb the stairs back up to her room

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[not_objective]

Richard was hoping to surprise Cara, but he definitely didn't consider himself an unpleasant one. Unlike some people, he also possessed enough manners to knock on her door instead of just trying to open it.

[wrongkindofsith]

She might have been half-naked, but Cara reached for an agiel instead of her leathers before heading towards the door. The one would be more useful than the other, after all.

She stood to one side as she turned the lock, tightening her grip and feeling the reassuring bite against her palm.

[not_objective]

Frowning slightly, Richard knocked again. "Cara?"

[wrongkindofsith]

Cara let out a shaky breath before opening the door. "Richard." She glanced out into the hall before standing aside to let him in. "Is Kahlan?"