The night was still heavy when the church doors creaked open.
Akane's ears had twitched just a moment before. Noticing that, Syl was convinced there was magic at play, magic that, amongst other things, made it impossible to detect sounds coming from inside the church while standing outside.
The door was opened wide, and Levia stood framed in candlelight, her silhouette glowing faintly against the dark interior behind her.
Amon walked out right after her, hands in his pockets. She frowned momentarily, as she rather liked the feeling of his hand on her waist.
"About damn time," Akane's tail puffed up. "We were worried about you, you know?" She sighed. "Wait, why are you already inside?"
"How long have you been inside, is what I'd like to know," Syl whispered.
Amon brushed past Levia. "Come in," he said simply, stepping into the open doorway. "It's pretty nice in here."
