Dance with the devil

[PIERSON ISLAND]

Since they had been out in the "wild" all night, all the curtains in Zoren and Penny's room were closed. The room had become dark, with only a little light filtering through the small gaps in the sides of the curtains. Zoren lay flat on his back, staring at the ceiling motionless.

"Penny," he called quietly, turning his head to where she lay. Just like him, Penny was lying on her back, staring at the ceiling, deep in thought. "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Penny hummed. "I want to, but I can't."

"Do you want to talk?"

"..." Penny didn't answer immediately. She cast him a sidelong glance, then rolled onto her side. The injury on her leg ached slightly with the movement. Propping her elbow on the bed, she blinked a few times. "Did something happen?"