Hearing the name, Lin Mu halted.
The man who spoke had the easy confidence of a Core Disciple used to the rhythms of this place. He closed the distance with the casual step of someone greeting a comrade.
"How is it that you have come out from seclusion so soon?" the disciple asked, surprised and cheerful. "I thought your practice would keep you locked inside for months."
Lin Mu smiled and let the borrowed voice follow the borrowed face. "I felt like taking a walk," he said, voice steady and untroubled. "The halls felt closed. A bit of air seemed right."
The other disciple relaxed.
He clapped Lin Mu lightly on the shoulder in the friendly way of fellows who trusted one another. "You could do worse than visit the libraries. They have new scrolls from the last batch of scouts that returned.
