"Don't keep us waiting, Jessia, and give us that report already. But I'll save my thanks till these scouting efforts of yours prove useful," Luke said.
"So mean," she said with a pout. "You don't treat Xiviyah like that."
"That's because I love Xiviyah."
"And not me?" she fluttered her eyelashes.
Luke actually laughed. I stared at him indignantly.
"Fine, fine, I'll get to it now," she said, seeming a lot happier now that she'd drawn his chuckle. "Turns out the War Hero knew his stuff. Everything he admitted was accurate."
"Ronin? You talked to Ronin?" I asked.
Luke nodded, pursing his lips. "Fyren asked me to accompany him while you were asleep. After a few weeks in Remnant care, he was...amiable. We only had to--"
"No, please," I said, shuddering. "I don't want to hear it."
His gaze softened, and he hugged me closer. Jessia just rolled her eyes.
