Allison stirred from the bed she'd been occupying for the past five days, looking out the window, a little surprised. The sun was shining that much brighter, and she could feel the heat coming from the outside. Whatever had been happening over the past week or so seemed to have finally come to a stop. The piles of snow were there, but puddles of melted water seemed to be scattered about. The change in weather left Allison unsure of how she felt - on one hand, now she could leave, get away from town at last, while on the other... She almost liked it here. She'd spent most of her time in the room, keeping away from people, but they made sure she ate, some of the other slaves gave her more comfortable clothes, and she felt at home. It was warm and welcoming, not like Eterna and her slaves.
She had to do something to make it up to them.
Moving down the corridor to Derek's room, she knocked on the door, but getting no answer, she decided to press the door gently to see if he was in. There she saw him, shirtless and beating the life out of a bag, and she blushed.
"I... I'm sorry, I did knock." She muttered, hurrying into the room and closing the door. It wasn't slave like behaviour, she knew, but she also knew she didn't really fit into this household. She wasn't anyone's slave here, just a guest almost. "What are you doing?" She asked, taking a step closer.