Kain sulked.
Majestically (as would be expected of the Rank 1), but undeniably.
He was seated on the couch in the Top 5 lounge, limbs sprawled like a collapsed monarch, staring into the distance with the full force of betrayed entitlement.
He'd brought the others here—Addison, Elias, Leonara, Aiden, Bridge, and Finn—not to commiserate, but so their inevitable loud chatter wouldn't bother the other dorm residents. Apparently, consideration was another thing he was now forced to embody in his Rank 1 era.
Somehow, this felt like a downgrade.
They were trying. They really were.
"You've been so generous," Addison said gently.
"Truly noble," Leonara added.
"Saintlike," Elias concluded, holding up a cup of coffee from the pot in the lounge that he brewed specifically to toast Kain's 'sacrifice.'
Kain didn't move. Didn't blink.
'What is this generosity? Can I eat it?' he thought flatly.
