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Harold was already awake when I got out of the shower and I did not want to give into my delusions that my fresh scent was the reason for him waking up. The room was a bit awkward or maybe, I was the only one feeling that way considering that Nathan and Tristan were capable of doing anything. “You are finally awake.” I summoned courage to assert in an excited tone so it would not seem like I cared less about him when it was quite the opposite for me. His eyes were squinted as he held his head as if it was aching, “Yeah.” I went further to ask him out of concern, “What happened back there?” Before he responded, he asked us about how we were able to find him and we told him everything. “Some rogues attacked me while I was on a run and I kind of killed them.” he confessed with a flat tone