In the dining hall of the Raging Bulls....
"Didn't you say Derek woke up yesterday? I went to his room but didn't find him. He didn't come for dinner either. Where is he now?" Art asked Henry as the two of them were eating.
"How would I know?" Henry replied. "After regaining consciousness, he went to see the House Master. I haven't seen him since."
"So is he coming for breakfast or not?" Art pressed again.
Henry simply shrugged.
Art was about to ask another question when he suddenly noticed someone entering through the gate.
It was Derek.
"Derek! Over here!" Art called out excitedly, waving his hand.
Derek spotted him and walked over with a smile on his face.
"Where have you been? And how are you feeling now?" Art asked hurriedly as Derek sat beside them.
"I was doing a bit of training. And I'm perfectly fine now," Derek replied.
"Again into training already? You couldn't even fully recover before running off again," Art muttered, though relief was clear in his tone.
