The mood was unsettled as Class Two made their way to their
first lesson the following day. The two surviving vampires, Iplis and Lucy2,
travelled under what was essentially armed guard – Raen with her knife and the
alarmingly stern Lindyellwen with her sharpened hoof. The conversation in the
rest of the diminished group was superficially normal, but tension lurked like
a shark below the surface, its ripples touching the minds of all.
All, that is, except Phoebe and Penny, who chatted away as
if they hadn't a care in the world. Eventually, Liliac – who had been checking
up on Tisea, making sure she'd recovered from Kai's attempt to drain her dry –
joined them.
"Doing okay, then, Penny?" Liliac asked with
forced cheer.
Penny nodded. "Pretty much all healed now," she
said. "Kaitlyn thinks the vamps had some sort of coagulant on their fangs
– which makes no sense, by the way, and I don't think it's canon, so it's on
the list – but that's why we've healed so fast."
Liliac frowned at her. "You're really
okay?" she pressed. "No lingering psychological trauma or anything? I
mean, if you're going to go Bursar on us I need to know."
Penny glanced across at the subdued figure of Iplis and
sighed softly. "It still hurts to think about, if that's what you
mean," she said, one hand rising to rub her throat absently. "But
Phoebe's done a good job of taking my mind off it."
Phoebe giggled, an incongruous sound in the general gloom.
"You're welcome," she said, and Penny smiled back at her.