It had been two days since Caspar and Melina had sparred together and he had gotten some pretty serious injuries from her dark magic spell. He had been healing at a good rate, Linhardt was his best friend after all and he was the resident healer of the Black Eagles as well. But he was still very sore all over. It hurt to breathe to deeply, to laugh for more than a couple of seconds, even to stand for a bit too long, so needless to say Caspar was a bit sad, lonely, and just plain bored without anything to do but lay about and study for classes.
What got him through passing the time better though was thinking about Melina and how they interacted that day. She was very genuine, very intelligent, and while she struggled with how to deal with her feelings she was still willing to talk about said struggles openly and discuss ways she could better herself. Plus he wouldn’t lie and say she wasn’t striking and beautiful with those silver eyes of hers and long and somewhat curly chestnut hair. He couldn’t tell if his heart was fluttering because of the throbbing pain in his body or because he might be getting attached already, but he enjoyed the feeling nonetheless.
Eventually he heard a knock on his door and he sat up with a groan before calling out to whoever it was. “Just a moment!” He stood up slowly and walked to the door, opening it to see Melina standing there, holding something in some sort of container in her hands. Caspar’s eyes lit up and he smiled when his brain recognized it was her and his quiet day doing nothing was sure to perk up now.
“I take it you’ve got that ointment done?” He asked her as he invited her in. “Perfect timing too, I was just about to redo my bandages. So, how have you been doing the last couple days? No one has caused you trouble over the other day I hope.”
