"Why should I trust you?"
Vyan didn't flinch at the direct question. He simply offered a faint shrug.
It was fair. Vyan wouldn't have trusted himself so easily, either.
If Adrian knew himself even a little bit, he was right to be wary of Vyan. They shared more than enough similarities. After all, they were each other's counterparts, even if Adrian—being from a modern world—might not entirely believe it. But Vyan was sure that Adrian could also feel the weird but surreal connection between the two of them.
"You don't have to. I'm going to leave anyway."
That answer clearly wasn't what Adrian had expected. His brow arched ever so slightly, wary.
And that was fine.
Vyan didn't need his trust. Not really. He wasn't here to convince them of anything.
