Was the resurgence of her memory that startling? She definitely succeeded in catching Ender off guard, who was just blankly staring at the girl moments prior until she jolted to life. After she let out a cry, the eyes of the person who was in the midst of rest frantically darted around the room, trying to grasp their current situation. Ender almost stretched out a hand to quell her, but by then she had already calmed down and began to cooly analyze the room. Alessa then scrutinized the boy while coalescing her prewritten memories, trying to make out what this kid meant to her. The laxing of her timid demeanor implied that she had dug up where Ender was in that brain of hers. But now they had ran into a roadblock. It was dead quiet in the room, or rather, the whole entire house. The only audible thing was two sets of breaths.
Breaking the silence, Ender started, ”Don’t worry, my mother’s cab is long gone. My father is also away, so nobody will be storming into this room,” He paced his way over to the girl and placed his palm against her forehead, ”You passed out right after you were dropped off. Wasn’t sure whether you caught a cold or jet lag broadsided you… Seems to have been the latter.” He let out a sigh of relief and took a step back, ”Carried your luggage up as well. Looks like there wasn’t a lot of home to bring for the flight.” Ender nodded his head in the direction of her single suitcase, filled with essentials, outfits and a few personal belongings. It was unsettling how knowledgeable Tomohisa was about women’s attire, especially in the underwear department. But Ender wasn’t one to question when he was graced with a co-worker who saved him a lot of time.
”Um… yeah.” It was evident that the boy wasn’t labeled as a conversationalist. He turned away from the girl and made his way to the other side of the room, then parted the curtains to the outside world. The snow was now heavily falling in clumps, caking the streets and sidewalks. From the safety of a heated house, it was an almost soothing sight. Moonlight leaked through the windows and filled the room. Ender stared up at the orb high in the sky for a few moments before looking back at his guest. ”Your name is Alessandra, right? Mind if I call you Alessa? Would save me a couple syllables.” He fully faced the girl, standing there with his emotionless expression.
”Erm… Welcome home, Alessa.”
It may have sounded more cordial if it was uttered in such a monotonous voice, but that was the extent of Ender’s facial capabilities. At this point, at least.
It was already late, and school was only a few hours away. But he didn’t want to abruptly leave during this moment. Not like he needed sleep anyways.