Kara paused just as she reached the door, her hand resting lightly against the handle before she turned back at the sound of Neria's voice.
The soft glow of the room cast a gentle outline around her figure, and for a moment she simply stood there, attentive and patient, waiting for whatever question would follow.
"My lady?" she asked quietly.
Neria shifted slightly in her seat, one hand still hovering near the plate as though she had momentarily forgotten about the food in front of her.
"Is he back?" she asked, trying to sound casual, though the question came out a little more direct than she intended. "Ravon, I mean."
Kara gave a small nod.
"Yes, my lady. The master returned not long ago."
Neria exhaled, a strange mix of relief and something she refused to properly define settling in her chest.
"Okay… good," she muttered, then quickly added, "Not that I was worried or anything. Just… asking."
