[Next day]
"How do you feel?" Adrian asked gently, his voice soft as he sat across from the familiar silver-haired girl.
He was here for counseling.
After everything that had happened, several teachers were checking in on the students, especially Allen and Elana, to make sure no lasting scars were left behind.
Allen seemed to be handling it well. Gilbert, his counselor, had mentioned that the boy wasn't traumatized—just upset with himself, frustrated that he couldn't do more.
The other students who had witnessed the battle, especially the part involving Ariana, had shown some signs of being shaken. A few had mentioned having nightmares, but their behavior hadn't changed much, so no major steps were taken.
And now here was Adrian, in his office, sitting face to face with Elana.
The girl gave a small shake of her head. "I'm okay, teacher. Like I said before, I've experienced real combat before. This isn't something I can't handle."
