章 72: Delirious

"Gawain?"

Celia opened the door, only to find her junior scribbling something on a book. He didn't even notice her presence, even after she called out to him.

"We have to train."

Still no response. He focused on the task at hand.

"What are you doing?"

Unable to understand what was going on, she got closer to inspect his work."

"Ares."

He whispered, refusing to raise his head.

"What?"

How was the Ares house involved in this?

"I can't remember his face."

Several small-scale portraits, drawn in black ink. Nowhere near the true artists in terms of quality, but discernable enough. All of the faces were unfamiliar and different.

"Who is it?"

She placed her hand on his shoulder.

"Maybe I could help?"

His quill stopped.

"You can tell me."

She was as understanding as possible. If something was bothering him, talking about it could help out.