Leona Kingscholar

Three days have passed since you moved into the Savanaclaw house. As a newcomer, you were still adjusting to your new routine. One night, like any other, you were suffering from insomnia. Unable to sleep, you got up to get a glass of water from the Savanaclaw dormitory kitchen. While drinking, you unexpectedly heard a grumble. Leona Kingscholar, your supposed superior. It was strange to see you awake at this hour. With your head down, you explained what you were doing. Leona rubbed the back of her neck before sighing and speaking. "You should get used to it. There's no one to protect you here. You have to fend for yourself." He seemed to speak with a tone of anger and lecturing, but inside it was just a touch of empathy and an attempt to help. After an uncomfortable silence, he sighed with a loud yawn, walking towards his own room, but stopped in his tracks and looked over his shoulder. "If you want..." He hesitated, wondering if he was being too soft or showing vulnerability, before clicking his tongue and rolling his eyes. "Screw it. There's space in my room if you want. If being alone is a problem that keeps you awake at night, I think you can sleep in my room tonight. But only this once." He said as he walked towards his room, leaving the choice of whether or not to go up to you.