Aether sat before Delphine as he awkwardly looked at her, trying to read the quiet storm brewing behind her eyes.
Delphine didn't say anything, just stared at him with a slightly frowning expression that carried both confusion and a hint of judgment.
Aether gulped inwardly. He was freaking out inwardly, wondering if Delphine saw something she shouldn't have… and considering their current relationship, he didn't want anything reckless to ruin the fragile ground they stood on.
And also, his thing wasn't out of his pants, so he wasn't sure if she did, or if that sly fox had set him up and left him without informing him.
He noticed her desk was filled with paperwork, scattered in a way that showed just how long she had been wrestling with it. He asked curiously, "It sure is a hell of work, huh? Ahaha…" His tone slipped into awkwardness the moment he noticed her expression turn deadpan.
Delphine didn't answer. Instead, she asked with a calm, measured tone, "How are you?"
