[sorry about the wait! D: I've had a pretty hectic couple of days.]

Keman "heard" Valyn's magic right as he was getting ready to leave for the night. Something twisted deep in the pit of his stomach, and he knew he needed to actually talk to his friend. His sullen, muttered "apology" earlier that afternoon probably hadn't helped things. He hadn't even given Valyn time to say anything.

They couldn't go on like this.

Keman set his own magelight, figuring that he might as well save his flashlight for an emergency. It didn't take too much magic to create, and it was basically self-sustaining after that.

He was walking down the hallway, ready to go find Valyn and face the inevitable, when a door swung open in front of him. Right in his face.

"What the--huh? H-hey!"

His nose hurt.