Mikael, meanwhile, was reading one of his favorite books he found in the library. It was called To Kill a Mockingbird. Unfortunately, the library couldn't have been updated to even the 1970s, so good old classics it was.
"Hey, what you reading?" Luna asked. Mikael peeked over Issar's sleeping body, seeing Luna hadn't fell back asleep.
"At dræbe en sangfugl." Mikael said coldy.
"Sangfugl. That's a form of spottefugl, right? Danish for mockingbird?" Luna asked. For someone so far away, she sure knows her languages.
"Aye." After that, Mikael put the book down, deciding to try and go to bed after all.
This just made Luna more concerned.
Back downstairs, Daniel was poking his food with his fork, not particularly hungry. His mind kept drifting to Mikael and what he may be doing.
"Not hungry?" Guinevere asked, taking a bite of her meal.
Daniel shook his head. "Just... distracted." He mumbled.
"You thinking about those new kids?" Iris asked from across the table.
Daniel's face turned a little red so he sipped his drink to cover it. "Um.. Yeah, sure."
She narrowed her eyes and smiled knowingly, but only shrugged. Guinevere however looked a little concerned. Mostly because he'd barely taken a bite out of his meal, when he was usually one of the first to finish.
"Do you feel sick at all?"
Daniel shook his head. "No, I'm good." He sighed softly and began eating, hoping to draw attention away from himself. And slowly, conversation amongst the other children resumed. Maybe I can finish my food before sneaking back up...