I awoke the next morning to a soft knock at the door. I blinked groggily, rubbing my eyes and yawning, finding it was still dark. How long had it been, five, maybe six hours, since I'd returned from visiting with Korra? Not long enough, judging by the weight of my eyes and the cotton in my mind.
The soft pad of leather boots in my room sent a jolt of adrenaline through my system, and I jerked up, gathering the green silken sheets about my chest. I wore a nightdress, of course, but the soft white satin was weightless and nearly sheer, a style I'd used to protect the sungpurge. I'd tried heavier ones in Blacksand, but couldn't get used to the weight of the fabric.
That was a decision I now regretted as my eyes flitted around, finding a silhouette standing in the doorway leading to the common room. Had they come in already, or–
Gith's voice came softly in the dark. "Peace. All is well."
