Yggy said "see you at school" wonder what that means...?

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The day afterwards, Lloyd, Mithos, and Suna were all outside for lunch. They were sitting beneath a tree near the perimeter of the school yard. Suna had the most energy of all three of them, which was strange since Lloyd and Mithos usually had a lot of energy.

"What's with you guys?" She wondered, her head going from one side to the other and back to look at the two boys. "Did something happen yesterday that I don't know about?"

Lloyd nodded faintly. "Yeah…Yggdrasill attacked when I was on an errand. I don't know why Mithos is tired though…"

"Went for a walk," Mithos stated just before yawning widely, laying his back against the tree trunk. "Came back sometime later…as tired then as I am now."

Suna stared at her blond friend in slight amusement. "So you didn't go on a rampage, Mithos? Little tri-elf…"

The auburn-haired teen sighed. "Do I have to say the same thing I did yesterday? Don't argue, got it guys?"

"Fine…" Mithos and Suna answered tonelessly.

"Good." Lloyd stood up and went across the yard to go talk to a classmate that he took Dwarven Arts with. He was going to make sure there was no project due or anything since neither Suna nor Mithos took that class.

"So…how's the heroine business going, Suna?" Mithos inquired slyly.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Mithos," she responded evenly, slowly closing her eyes.

"Oh, I think you do," Mithos countered, sitting up. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you actually are a human with the way you look and all. Although…black hair, golden eyes…the scent of a fel-elf. That in itself says something to me about you, Suna."

"Really now? I didn't know racist tri-elves could sense someone else's genetic signature," Suna replied skeptically.

"Hey, guys, it's almost time to come in. Lunch is almost over," Lloyd notified them as he jogged over to the pair.

"Oh, okay then," Suna consented as she stood up and followed Lloyd inside, Mithos soon doing the same.

That night, Mithos came staggering inside his house. As he did, a woman about 20 years old stood waiting near the kitchen table for him. She had pale green hair about the length of the boy's body. Mithos' blond hair was a mess, his clothes tattered and torn.

"Where have you been, Mithos?" The woman asked kindly, her voice gentle.

"Oh, uh…hi, Martel. I-I can explain."

"Really?" she questioned, her tone kind but even; her face filled with a soft smile.

"Yeah, you see…Lloyd and I had gone to visit a friend of his, but we lost track of time and missed curfew."

"Is that so? Well, I'll just have to pay a visit to Lloyd's house to confirm that story."

"No!" The young boy shouted anxiously. "I-I mean, why? Don't you trust me, Martel?" Mithos' voice sounded as if he felt Martel had hit a vulnerable spot in his confidence, causing him to look sadly up at her.

"I did…before all of these attacks by Mr. Yggdrasill. Now, it's too dangerous for a boy your age to be outside by yourself."

"But, Martel, I—"

"I'm just worried about your safety, Mithos. Neither Father nor Mother are alive anymore, and you're the only family I have left…I-I just don't want to lose you, too, Mithos."

Mithos started towards his bedroom, slowly walking backwards as he faced his older sister. "I'm sorry for troubling you, Martel…" He then turned around and went the rest of the way down the hall to his room, quietly shutting the door behind him.


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