Raymond stared at the screen. It was the first time he had ever seen it go so low. 20.1% 20% 19.9%
Arascus entered Fer's room. It, for once, was not a mess, although that was because she had been away for two days. Fer was sitting in a shirt on the floor, Alee was standing behind her, brushing the golden hair. Fer was obviously enjoying the attention, eyes closed and rocking rhythmically as her locks destroyed yet another brush. Her ears bounced when Arascus entered, she sniffed the air, and she went back to rocking. Alee gave her three mores furious strokes and then the brush snapped. She muttered a quiet curse, turned and saw Arascus. "Ah… I didn't…"
"Don't worry about it." Arascus interrupted her. "Fer."
"Yeah?"
"Here's your clothes." Arascus put them on the ground next to her. To put the woman in a dress was an impossibility, but she should look presentable at the very least. Fer's mood went from sailing on clouds to drowning in the ocean.