even through the door, the sound is unmistakable; faint, but still quite obvious. curiosity piqued, he moves in closer to the door - just to have it open, moments before ozpin could’ve ever expected it.
out of his comfort zone, ozpin grasps his wrist behind his back, leveling hazels with cerulean; were he in any position to do so, perhaps he would’ve peered around her to see what may have been broken, but that is an invasion of privacy ozpin is not willing to place on her.
“please, pay that no mind for a moment, vernal,” he begins, “I believe I heard a.. noise. I suppose, on my way up here; may I ask what it was? just curious.”
‘ uh - ‘
he was far too close for comfort. she flashes a glance behind her, visibly startled, before turning back to him. her own hands move to fold behind her back, knuckles white. a step backwards, though hesitant.
‘ i- dropped something, that’s all.‘
vernal doesn’t like his tone; she has to force her speeding heart to halt its races before she can even begin to assess the situation. a shaky breath, and she moves aside to allow him inside the dorm.
