Inside a tree. Havila. 

      "What were you thinking?"

    Ja Lia was eating her up with an odd ogle. He wished he could do more than that. If twere possible to scold someone with looks, he would had done exactly that. But she only sat on the bed smiling, probably making a joke of him. He wasn't vexed. He was acquainted with her nuances. 

    "You could had gotten the both of us killed. I'm sure you knew that."

    He shot. He saw seated on the chair opposite the bed. The room was illuminated with blue rays that day. He sure didn't know how she came up with the tricks. 

      "It's a slap in my face that you still fear whenever you're around me."

     Her countenance had fallen. Well, you might think she was sad or something close to that, but in no time she could burst out laughing again. Such was her art.