As they entered the huge dorm, they walked through the long hall, floor by floor, with Elian right by his side. Eventually, Rowan spotted his room, a door with his full name. He opened it and stepped inside.
"Wow… it's actually spacious," he said, pausing to take it in.
"Indeed, but it's not tidy enough," Elian replied, stepping forward slowly, lunchbox in hand. She also had a scarf tied around her head and a broom in her hand.
Rowan blinked, staring at her. "Wait… what did you pick up that broom for?"
"Don't worry about that, master. I just want to clean your room," Elian said. In a flash, she swept and dusted, and the room sparkled.
Rowan smiled, walking toward his bed. A bag sat there with a pile of books stacked neatly on it. He packed the books into his bag and placed it beside the bed.
"Master, eat. Take and eat," Elian said, holding out the lunchbox.
Rowan slowly accepted it. "Thank you," he said, beginning to eat while Elian watched him.
