Chapter 294: The Edges of Truth
Orion swallowed again.
It was ridiculous, really. The man had fought creatures twice his size and barked orders at warriors who trembled at the sound of his voice—yet here he was, unable to look Sophia directly in the eye.
Sophia watched him carefully.
He tried to busy himself by nudging the fallen bowl with the tip of his boot, but even that small act betrayed him. His fingers twitched and his shoulders were stiff.
Even Noctis took in a deep breath.
Are we in trouble?
"Maybe not," Orion told Noctis. "Maybe yes too."
"Orion." Sophia called softly, but her voice was firm.
His head jerked up immediately.
"Do you… really not want me to clean the room?" he tried weakly. "It's—uh—very messy."
She flatlined him with a stare.
"Do you really not want me to clean up the room?" he asked her.
"Orion," she called him again.
Orion turned to her then, the bowl forgotten.
