Levia's eyes narrowed as she stared suspiciously.
Rita looked way too comfortable sitting next to Amon. Not only that, but he looked way too comfortable feeding her with his own hands. The cuffs were still on, but still… Something was off.
Levia's gaze flicked to Syl. The female Hobgoblin had silently taken a seat among them. She was half-hidden behind Amon's shoulder. Syl's gaze alternated between the sizzling meat and Amon's back. She had taken a seat behind him without thinking about it too much.
It didn't take long for Amon to turn around and hand her a skewer.
"Thanks…" She muttered, shyly taking it.
Levia shook her head.
'Something happened,' She thought. 'Rita, what the hell did you do?'
If he and Syl had kissed, who knows what he could have done with Rita in the night.
'But when…? I was literally sitting in front of the door! though… I guess Amon left somehow. Maybe through the window. No way he could have walked by me and Fox while we were asleep-'
