Octavius was staying at an inn. He’d formerly been using the barracks but ever since…ever since the incident he didn’t feel comfortable. They didn’t feel comfortable. Or maybe he was projecting. Who knew? Either way, he was spending way more of his earnings than he should have on a private room at an inn. But he has peace there.

It was his day off so he stayed in bed. In fact, he was still in it. Elletta would be directed to his door.

Octavius was awake. He heard the knock and started to groan, but then a familiar voice called a familiar nickname. At once he felt conflicted. He didn't want to see Elletta, but he wanted to see her. He wanted to leap out of bed, but he didn't want to move.

"Hold on." He called after a short pause, getting out of his bed and quickly dressing, tossing on a shirt and pulling up some pants. He then went to the door, opening it with hesitation, standing right in it so she couldn't see inside.

"Hey, Ell..." There was hesitation in his voice. Uncertainty.

The little minx knew one of the ways to his heart. His eyes dropped to the contents in her hands, and upon verifying he opened the door wide enough for her to enter.

“I hope you aren’t expecting me to share.” He grumbled, closing the door after she entered and moving to the poorly built table to sit.