Five o'clock in the afternoon, same day. Marcus waited for Elaina's shift to end and is by the door.
When Elaina stepped out of the door, she looked exhausted.
"Carry my bag for me please," Elaina said, her voice lacking its usual energy as she handed it over.
Marcus took it without hesitation, slinging it over his shoulder as he looked at her more closely.
"…You look drained," he said. "What happened?"
Elaina let out a long breath as they started walking away from the entrance.
"The guild found out I'm resigning soon," she said. "Word spread faster than I expected."
Marcus raised an eyebrow.
"And?"
"And they started piling work on me," Elaina replied, rubbing her temple lightly. "Reports, backlogs, things they suddenly want finished before I leave. Everyone keeps coming to me because they know I'll get it done properly."
She exhaled again.
"It's not physical. It's just… too much at once."
Marcus glanced at her.
