Jul 16, 2017
Emerald glances towards Cinder’s corner. “I kind of left without making sure he’s alive.” She looks down at her broken scroll (when did she get that back?), mumbling about how she couldn’t exactly call him.
Cinder hasn’t moved from here spot, but she’s still looking at you. Seeing whatever’s going on there in place of a beautiful although kinda threatening girl is a little unsettling.
The number is 0012. Please suggest an action.