บท 85: What Hugrs May Come, Part 1

"Wake up!" Divah yelled into my ear. 

"I-I'm up!" I lied. 

The meditation practice was so freaking boring that I dozed off while in the lotus position. To be fair, it was also a sunny afternoon with a light breeze passing through the open windows and the sounds of nearby cicadas for background music… I couldn't help dozing off since I had the perfect conditions for an afternoon nap. 

"Um"—I rubbed the sleep from my eyes—"is all this meditating really going to help me learn magic?"

Sitting next to me, Divah frowned. "Have I ever lied to you before, Will?" 

"Loads of times," I answered impishly. 

I ducked to avoid the palm swing meant to smack me in the back of my head. I'd gotten used to avoiding Divah's counters to my snark. 

"Oho." One of her eyebrows twitched upward. "Did you finally master Danger Sense?" 

"Nope. This is just muscle memory." I shrugged. "Anyone can dodge that if you keep hitting me enough times."