She glanced around briefly.
Then Bliss looked back at Damien.
At his back.
At the steady, unbothered way he walked forward, as if none of the chaos behind him could reach him.
And something shifted.
A strange sense of safety settled over her, subtle but unmistakable. It wasn't loud or dramatic. It didn't banish her worries outright. But it softened them, dulled their edge, made them feel… manageable.
She realized, almost distantly, that her feet were moving.
She was following him.
The decision happened before she fully understood it.
One moment she was hesitating, the next she was stepping forward, closing the distance between them.
Bliss followed him without thinking any further.
Damien noticed, and a faint smirk tugged at his lips.
He didn't turn around, didn't acknowledge it directly, but the amusement was there all the same.
Because he had seen this before.
In the game.
