"Of course I'd be fine. Why are you so worried?" Aurianna asked, her voice laced with a playful, teasing edge as she tilted her head, her empty light blueish white eyes glinting with mischief.
Batholem shifted uncomfortably, scratching his cheek. "I doubt my worry's needed, but… I suppose I can't help it," he admitted, his gaze lingering on Aurianna's unsettlingly pale eyes.
"Glad you know it's not needed," Aurianna huffed, crossing her arms with a mock pout.
"Sister, how heartless!" Leila scoffed, shaking her head in disapproval.
Aurianna blinked, genuinely puzzled. "What do you mean by that, Leila?"
Leila turned to Batholem, her expression softening. "Sorry for my sister's inconsideration. She can be a bit… blunt."
"No, no, please don't worry!" Batholem gasped, waving his hands frantically, his cheeks flushing. "It's fine, really!"
Zeche, who had been quietly observing, piped up. "So, do we get to stay here?"
