Damon's room was just as I remembered. Nothing much had changed, though, in truth, not enough time had passed yet since I was last here.
"Sit," he said, gesturing to the room before closing the door behind him.
I hesitated. Rightfully so too, considering how Damon had never been so hospitable nor patient ever since I had met him. I walked into the room and chose the small armchair placed right beside the bed, sitting rigidly as he placed my small bag down in a corner.
"You…" I started, pausing to lick my bottom lip when Damon turned back to look at me. He remained silent, waiting for me to finish my sentence, and I took a deep breath before I continued. "You agreed to let me go, right? To look for Blaise? If I was trained enough?"
Damon pursed his lips, forming a thin line with them. Eventually, he sighed and nodded.
"Yes," he said. "If you're trained enough to take care of yourself and not cause any trouble, you can go join him at the borders for a short while."
