Isvendar didn't answer. She neither moved or spoke and just silently bowed. Silas frowned and stood up.
He never saw her before. Even in the game, the name Isvendar didn't appear at all. Even now, he still hadn't seen her face as she pressed her face on the floor.
'Is she falling asleep?'
He slowly walked over to her and crouched down. He thought about touching her but her steady breathing made him pause.
He then sighed softly and shook her body.
"Hey, wake up." He poked her shoulder.
Isvendar lifted up her head, she didn't have any signs of sleeping. In fact, she was far from that with her eyes looking at him, dumbfounded.
Silas flinched at her eyes. Like Ice-pick said there was nothing behind those eyes.
Even though she was bowing, there were no emotions behind her.
'What a scary woman.' He thought.
"Sorry. I am not sleeping, sir."
"Sir?" Silas said out loud. He let out a bit of anger because of how she managed to look out for her.
