I walked over to the desk near the window, grabbed a sheet of paper and a pen, then crouched down again and copied the bootprints onto it as carefully as I could. The two sets looked different enough that I figured they might matter later, especially if the guards were planning to compare them against anyone who had access to the dormitory.
When I stood up and carried the paper back, Sora had leaned her forehead against the window frame and closed her eyes, breathing slowly through her mouth as if she were trying not to lose her lunch.
"There," I said, holding the page out to her. "There were two people in the room. I drew their bootprints."
She took the paper from me and looked down at it with tired eyes.
"And what exactly do you expect me to do with this?" she asked. "Search the entire city for every man wearing boots?"
I shrugged. "If that is what it comes to, then sure."
"Gods…" she muttered.
I turned back toward the body one more time and forced myself to look closely.
