— ZORYN —
"Soooo… can I have one?"
The man cooking over the fire pit looks at me exasperatedly, "I just put them over the flame. They're not done yet."
I sigh, my shoulders slumping. "When will they be done?"
"Probably around ten minutes," he answers with a shrug. "Sorry, Champ. You'll have to wait a bit longer."
"It's alright, it isn't your fault," I say sadly. "I'll be back in ten, then."
He silently returns to cooking, and I head back to where I left Roan and Orien. They're chatting with each other, and I'm pleased to see that Orien looks relaxed for once.
"Did you guys miss me?" I greet.
"You were gone, like, three minutes," Roan rolls his eyes, but adds with a smirk, "So, of course I missed you."
Orien nods, "Always!"
I chuckle, "That's what I thought. What were you guys talking about? It looked like you were having fun."
Orien glances at Roan first, like he's checking if it's okay to answer.
That alone is… interesting.
