Jioni made it home and only hoped a Tenebris didn’t follow her. It was pitch dark, but the moonlight faintly illuminated from the hole in the ceiling. She was about to put her satchel by the door and walk towards her hammock. But she clutched her nunchuck instead as she heard something inside.
“Jioni!” A voice called out from the center of the room. “I’m so glad you’re ok!”
“Brandon? What are you doing here?” Jioni said as she attempted to get the words consistently out. She smiled, seeing his face, but nervousness came as she thought about him finding out she was damaged.
Brandon reached out for a hug; Jioni hugged him back, but only with one arm. She immediately ended it.
Brandon’s eyebrow rose; he did not let up his confused stare.
