To unwind

He took a deep breath and looked around the bustling city, realizing he never really toured the place since he first woke up there, nor ever got a day to relax; everything had been happening one after the other, to the point he did not get a chance to catch his breath. 

After leaving the Association behind, Nova returned to the inn to get some sleep, since he lacked many things at the time, hoping that the next day he would be able to at least have a few hours of quiet, without something connecting to everything he had found out so far ever since he appeared in this world, appearing out of the blue. A day of peace and quiet is what he was asking for. 

After a good night's rest, when he woke up the next morning, a familiar sight greeted him: an undead he was tired of explaining to at this point not to show up in someone's room uninvited, Levan sitting at the corner of his room, reading what seemed to be a book, not a normal sight.