There was a distinct discomfort that settled into Penny that she just couldn't shake for a good part of the day. It was similar to what she'd felt whenever separated from Mal but somewhat amplified. She fidgeted in her seat, becoming unfocused and constantly losing her place in her reading for it coupled with the odd sounds coming from the roof. It was downright distracting, but she managed to jot down a couple of notes and ideas so the day wasn't entirely useless.
By mid afternoon she had become entirely restless, realizing she'd been alone and neither Kura nor Mal had been in to check on her. That was ridiculous, though, what kind of grown woman needed that sort of attention?
Shaking her head and setting her books aside she closed the small notebook and took it with her as she finally emerged from the study. Looking around, though, she frowned and realized that neither of them were out in the main part of the house. Wandering down the hall a bit she called quietly for her teacher but the older mage didn't answer. Probably napping, Penny assumed with a sigh, feeling guilty about wanting to share her ideas with her, maybe even get them "approved" before pitching them to Mal. It seemed wrong to just experiment and try things that very well might end up with either or both of them being badly hurt.
Holding the book stiffly against her hip she moved back out towards the main room, shuffling around under the sounds above. Somehow that soothed her a bit, so she assumed Mal was up there. Perhaps they were both outside, but it seemed an odd thing for Mal to do without her being any closer. With a mixture of relief and sadness she wondered if perhaps their bond was becoming weaker.
Making up her mind, she stepped outside and peered up at the roof, tilting her head questioningly at the odd sounds. "Mal? Is that you up there?"
