[SRP] At Death's Door

[Lightascetic]

Anka jerked away from Lantis when he appeared next to the three of them, nervously laughing when he tried to make light of the vision she'd seen of him. She didn't even contemplate what it had meant- being more concerned with her inappropriate touching of him. At least he didn't seem to mind...

"Yes, I'm alright... I just don't like losing control of my body like that: it's very tiring." Anka confessed, seeing as Lantis had revealed that she'd fitted in front of him. "Thank you, Ingrid." She gratefully took the small bottle, hoping that it would indeed help her sleep through the strains of her recent vision.

With regards to Fred, Anka was grateful that he'd tried to reason with the Mayor, but it seemed like he wasn't going to make it easy for them to safeguard him. As Lantis bid them goodnight and offered to watch over the mansion, Anka pulled Fred's key from her pocket and handed it to him before briskly making for the stairs.

"I suppose we'll all meet here tomorrow. Thank you once again for your help... and for believing in me." With an appreciative nod, she headed upstairs to a room she had managed to pre-arrange with the innkeep: luckily for her he cares more about her coin than who she was.

She did no more than lock the door to her small room, take the medicine Ingrid had provided and fall into bed: wishing for this trying day to be over. She only prayed with her last thought that tomorrow would be easier than she anticipated.