Lilith's lips curved into a slow, knowing smile as she studied Selena's bandaged hand. Her voice carried a light, teasing note that cut through the tense air like silk.
"Oh? Isn't this the woman whose hand you cut off, Adam?"
Adam shot her a sharp, irritated glance, his voice carrying a note of strained exasperation.
"I know, Lilith. I was there."
Selena's amber eyes flickered with something between amusement and old pain. She lifted her bandaged hand slightly, her voice calm, steady, carrying no trace of resentment.
"I didn't expect to see you again. Especially you, Mr. dragon." Her gaze settled on Adam, a faint, wry smile touching her lips. "I suppose I should be grateful you didn't take more than my hand."
Adam's expression shifted, a flicker of something almost like guilt passing through his crimson eyes. His voice came out quieter, tinged with an awkward attempt at civility.
"I... didn't expect to see you again either. How have you been?"
