"I don't get it... Frickon, and dumb..." Lycoris spoke, her voice trailing off toward the end, just as Aziel unexpectedly cut her off.
"Wait, so he isn't?"
Lycoris met Aziel's invisible eyes, scanning his posture carefully. He looked on the verge of jumping into another bold claim. To her, Aziel seemed like someone who believed whatever he said with the whole of his heart, as if he had witnessed it himself.
"No, I think that he is," she replied after brief consideration, her eyes flickering toward Alkroz, who had once again stood up to pour himself another cup of powdered stone.
Hearing her answer, Aziel's excitement faded almost instantly, his expression settling back into calm neutrality as his mind drifted elsewhere, settling on his chair.
"Aziel, can you collect the papers you both conversed on? I want to read them later," Lycoris asked, her gaze hovering over the scattered mess of documents splintered across the floor.
