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.

[not_objective]

Richard blinked, Cara hadn't even been this nakedly angry when she was actively trying to kill him.

[wrongkindofsith]

Unable to stand being in the room any longer, Cara shoved past him, heading for the door. "You and Kahlan can have the bed. I'll find somewhere else to sleep."

[not_objective]

"Cara, wait." This was not going the way Richard had planned.

[wrongkindofsith]

Cara paused in the doorway. "Is that an order?"

[not_objective]

They both knew she'd stay if he made it one, regardless of what she wanted. "No, it's not."

[wrongkindofsith]

"Then I'm going." Luckily, it was still warm enough to sleep in the preserve. Barely.

[not_objective]

Once the door closed behind her, Richard rubbed his palm down his face, that did not go at all well.