Vencian sat in the corner of the courtyard under the shade, one chair tilted against the wall. The dining hall's chatter reached faintly from the side. His head tipped back, eyes tracing the clear blue above, motionless enough to be mistaken for a corpse.
Elías spoke first. "You know, when I'm in lectures, I count the minutes till they end. But when they finally do, there's nothing to do. I start missing the boredom I was trying to escape."
Vencian didn't move. "Exams are coming soon. That should fix it."
Elías groaned. Rapheldor laughed, short and bright.
"Boring, though. He's right about that. Everything feels slow lately." Rapheldor said.
Vencian let a faint smile tug at his mouth. "Pereneth's still around. You can always start another fight with him."
Rapheldor's grin faltered. "That reputation's not fair. People call me a troublemaker, but half the time I'm trying to stop something stupid."
"Unsuccessfully," Elías said.
