John was walking down the street, alone in the act. He was heading for the clothes store he had been in with Rave yesterday. Not that it had to be that specific clothes store, it was just the only one John knew in this city.
Of course, he wasn't actually alone. 'I hope you are comfortable down there,' John spoke to Aclysia, hiding in the inner pocket of his jacket. 'It is satisfactory, master,' Aclysia answered; her tone didn't betray it, but John could feel her happiness. Now where that happiness came from, whether it was because she was this close to him, because she finally had him to herself or a whole different reason, that remained a mystery.
