Thalia looked up at the grey stone walls. A ring of abstract sunset drawings had been started by the window and was slowly travelling around the tower.
"Don't make a big deal out of me coming up here." She said and the snap returned to her voice. "It's just... we can't have our last servant stuck in his room. So I was just checking Edin hadn't killed you or anything."
His eyes would widened slightly, and he’d sit down on the floor in front of the bed, reading the label over once more to make sure he was reading it wrong.. soon.. a very.. very.. weak smile would show on his face..
“…Maybe.. there still is some good in you.. just maybe..”
