For the first time, Leiza saw something different in his black eyes.
A flicker of something deeper. Something buried.
She wanted to ask more, to pry further into the enigma…
But something told her not to push.
So, instead, she offered a gentle smile. "I see. Well… I'm here now."
Azzy looked up at her, slightly taken aback.
Leiza gave a small shrug. "I mean, since you're my bodyguard and all, I'll be around for a while. So… if you ever feel like talking, you know where to find me."
Azzy blinked. He hadn't expected that.
For a moment, he simply stared at her, unreadable.
Then, quietly, he nodded. "...Alright."
Leiza smiled, satisfied.
And just like that, their dinner continued—lighter, but with an unspoken understanding between them.
Azzy stared at his untouched plate for a moment before answering.
