"...Are you awake?"
Ethea's head turned slightly toward him, her ice-blue eyes reflecting the faint moonlight from the window. Her expression was almost deadpan.
Soren coughed awkwardly.
"Right. Sorry." He shifted on his futon, choosing his words carefully. "I'm on the verge of breaking through to the Second Circle. My cultivation technique has its own method for it, and it's completely different from the conventional methods." He paused. "There are a few things I don't fully understand. Would it be alright if I asked you about them?"
Ethea's eyes narrowed slightly, studying him.
Then, after a pause, she spoke.
"...Yes."
Soren smiled. "Thank you."
He gathered his thoughts carefully, making sure not to burden her with too many words.
