Elaris handed the jewel back to me in a calm, careful way; like he was returning something priceless even though he never knew it's importance.
I took it from his palm and slipped it into my pocket, pressing it down with my fingers just to make sure it was there.
When I lifted my head, the first person I saw was Sarah at the sidelines.
She wasn't doing anything dramatic, just standing there, arms half-crossed, eyebrows slightly raised, but the look in her eyes told me she was waiting.
Not waiting for action or danger or anything serious, but waiting for my comment, like she expected something from me and refused to blink until she got it.
She tilted her head a little and finally said, "So… is my fashion skill great or not?"
Her tone was light, but I could tell she actually wanted an answer. A real one. So I didn't waste a second. "Yes," I said without hesitation. "It is."
