A day had passed.
Chirr—. Chirp, chirp.
I rose to the sounds of insects and birds drifting in through the window crack—dawn’s announcement.
Crack.
I twisted my stiff body a little. I focused my slightly bleary eyes to shake off the drowsiness, then circulated my qi in fine loops to clear out the lingering fatigue.
Did I sleep about one shijin—roughly two hours? For someone who’d meant to finally sleep deeply after days, it was a short night, but I was long past needing to count hours.
In this body, I could go half a month without sleep; a few turns of qi were enough to sweep away this level of weariness.
“Awake?”
“…Ah, yeah.”
When I sat up, I met Do-yun’s eyes beside me. He must’ve finished his dawn training and lain down around the same time I did.
But for us to wake at the same time meant—
“You…