For a moment, Davy seemed to have yet to fully wake up. At least he was only staring forward and seemed absentminded; he wasn't even blinking.
"You're already awake?" His reverie was then interrupted by a familiar, playful voice.
Finally, Davy blinked his eyes. No matter how reluctant he was, he had to accept that he was already awake. Just like he always does.
Davy raised his gaze slightly, and his eyes immediately met Elen's. The Wasted Elf's expression was much lighter than before; there was a smile on her lips. Although Elen was always easy-going and playful, her demeanor seemed to have undergone a subtle change.
Perhaps because of the rest or even more, the environment they were in was truly compatible for an elf like Elen.
He licked his lips and weakly responded, "I just woke up." Fortunately, the woman didn't notice something was wrong with him, as one could only perceive that the hoarseness of his voice was because he just woke up.