it crosses his mind that she might not even be back yet, and the rumour of her being seen could just be that. a rumour.
at the risk of a little embarrassment for knocking on an empty dorm, he raises a fist and knocks calmly against the wooden frame, waiting, hoping.
it's not until later in the day that the word of Savina's return reaches him, and to not hear about it directly from her was a surprise. instinctively, he goes to check his messages - make sure nothing was missed or left on read, and he finds. . . nothing?
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thanks to a mix of anticipation and concern, an urgency takes hold of him and steps begin to quicken, making the already short walk an even quicker one, and before he even realises it, he's face to face with Savina's door.
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