Zilva was the picture of grace and beauty as she practiced with her claw. She leapt into the air while naturally swiping at an unseen foe.
Meanwhile, Elena stared.
"...Elena." Zilva stopped what she was doing and approached her Master.
Elena immediately backed away. "Was I distracting you? I-I'm sorry, I can go back inside if you wish-"
"You were not distracting me," Zilva answered. "However, it is getting late. You should retire for the evening."
"O-of course, but..." Elena took in a breath. "I can't get to sleep without you there."
Zilva looked confused. "You have done so for many years now. It should still be possible even after meeting me."
Elena reddened a little as she confessed, "Your presence is comforting. I miss having it with me when I try to sleep alone."
After a pause, Zilva replied, "I see. Then, if I wish to ensure that you rest, I will have to join you."
"I apologize. I can wait for you to finish your practice-"
Zilva took her hand and, gently but firmly, led her inside and to their bedroom. "Rest now. I will watch over you."