Sybil's cheeks warmed… it seemed he cared about them, including her very much.
There was something strangely soft about the way he talked about the future, about wanting all of them to live somewhere peaceful.
It made her heart twist in a way she wasn't used to like tenderness pressed through embarrassment.
"That's a fine goal. Who knows? We could all run off to the edge of the world," Sybil said as she tapped her spoon against the empty plate. "Build a big place there and live like a happy family."
"That honestly doesn't sound like a bad idea," Azel replied.
She slid the oversized ice-cream cup toward him, and he leaned in to sip from the single straw.
The cold sweet flavor seemed to brighten his expression. "But don't you want our children to get the best education the world has to offer?"
"We can teach them ourselves, yunno." Sybil nodded confidently, though her eyes softened the moment she glanced down at the plate of steak.
