7 - Comfort

The sound of the kettle has ceased, and only a moment later, Sylvia comes back with two mugs of tea, and an apple. She places the apple and a mug in front of me, while placing the other mug in front of where she was sitting earlier, then sits down there. Things move around her, strangely. Whenever they do so they're covered by that same silver energy.

“How is she… moving things without touching them?” I ask, curiously.

“She's using telekinesis, a type of magic, just like she uses telepathy to talk to me. I… suppose it'd be difficult to explain.” Riva sighs a bit, but remains smiling. “Take a sip, eat… you're probably hungry.”

I nod and lean forwards to sip from the mug. It's hot, but not uncomfortably so. I drink a bit, before examining the apple. I then bite in, with a satisfying crunch. Almost immediately, a strange feeling fills me… one I can associate with hunger. As if overtaken by it, I start savagely consuming the fruit, and in only a moment there's nothing left of it. I pause, blink, then shy away, embarrassed. “I-I…”

Riva giggles a bit. “Don't worry about it, we have more.” A group of apples floats over, silver magic bringing it over. Magic… I should… know what that is, right? My thoughts drift a little as I eat, more calmly this time. Things remain mostly quiet.

As I finish off the fourth apple, I drink more tea. Riva's been drinking slowly the entire time. I'm starting to feel tired, but want to at least finish what I've been given, so I continue eating. The apples are wonderful, with such vibrant tastes that I couldn't really stop even if I wanted to. And the tea is so rich, flavorful in such a unique combo.

Eventually, though, I finish everything. I yawn, unexpectedly. “I… I must be getting tired.” I mutter softly.

Sylv gets up, and heads for a doorway, while Riva watches me. “She's fetching you a pillow, you can rest on the couch. If something bothers you we'll be in the door not far from the fireplace,” Riva smiles a bit. “Let's hope you dream well. Maybe some rest will help recover your memories?”

I nod and thank Sylv as she returns with a pillow “H-have a good night.” I tell them, curling up and laying my head on the pillow. They turn off the magical lights, leaving only the soft and cold light from the outside. It's comfortable… warm. Relaxation and sleep come easily to me.