I stay silent, not because I don't know the answer, but because the question itself is a surprise.
Why is he asking this?
My silence stretches a beat too long as I search his face, trying to understand the reason behind the question that has suddenly made my gentle, fearful Angel look so uncertain, and so very serious.
Then—
I slowly sit up, the soft blankets pooling around my waist. Angel stays perfectly still beside me, his gaze fixed on his own lap as if he's just committed a grave offense by asking.
I reach out and take both of his hands in mine. They're cool and delicate."Angel," I say, my voice gentle.
"Moon and I… we're cousins."
His head snaps up, golden eyes wide with surprise. He clearly hadn't expected that.
I offer a soft, reassuring smile.
"What did you think?"
A brilliant, deep flush immediately paints his cheeks. He looks away, a soft, flustered murmur escaping him.
"N-no, I didn't think anything…"
