In the back of her mind, Lumi was pretty sure there wasn’t normally a room next door to hers, but that wasn’t the point of concern here. Considering the fact that there was definitely someone in the new room next door, waking Nieva made sense.

Her older sister — barely three months off her ‘big exams’ — was hardly pleased with her, especially considering that she started the conversation with “There’s a room next door to mine now and someone’s in it.” But Nieva was fifteen and brave and Lumi was almost-nine and a coward.

So it was Nieva who had to prove that Lumi was out of her mind.

“Oh, Lumi, you’re just hearing things again-“ she started, gesturing around the slightly-unfamiliar room, before the wardrobe opened and a girl fell out of it.

She didn’t move.

“Am I?!” Lumi fought to keep the triumph out of her voice, but Nieva shot her a glare anyway.

“Be quiet!”

It was Nieva, of course, who went to help the girl up (actually intending to interrogate the supposed intruder), so it was Nieva who gasped at the realisation that this girl was missing an arm.

More like a hand, Lumi pointed out, and was ignored.