Syvis Windfell makes her way through the halls of the academy, her skin flushed and her heart racing Fool, she thinks to herself. She left it too late between doses. Her eyes dwell too long on the muscular build of a guard, who she nods to without making eye contact as she rushes past. The heat from her abdomen flutters in response. Panting, she opens the door to her room, rushing through the library of books to the shelves. Her hands tremble as they race through the bottles, finally gripping a small vial of green liquid. She opens it with a rush of relief, downing the bitter liquid that nearly instantly calms her flushed skin and racing thoughts. With a deep sigh of gratitude she starts to relax "Thank the heavens" she sighs to herself, before a knock on the door makes her jump. As it opens, her eyes widen before she composes herself "You... you shouldn't be here". The flutter of her heart returns "Ren... he'll be here soon. I need to prepare for him".