A long, like a really longggggggg pause followed.
Nothing. Not a single peep.
Isabella blinked.
Oh. So now he wanted to play dumb?
"Don't make me repeat myself," she warned in a sing-song voice, one brow raised as she slowly sat up, the blanket sliding off her shoulder.
Still silence.
She huffed. "You seriously thought I wouldn't notice? A talking goat appears out of nowhere, throwing riddles like some cryptic uncle at a family gathering, and then poof, he's gone? Suspicious."
A cough.
"...Coincidence?" the system finally said, voice sheepish.
She deadpanned. "You had the same smug voice."
Another pause.
"I had to test your survival instincts!"
Isabella scoffed. "What, by traumatizing me with a sassy farm animal?"
"Would you have preferred a squirrel?"
She pressed a hand to her forehead. "You're unbelievable."
The system sighed dramatically. "I saved your life."
"You nearly gave me a heart attack."
"That was part of the process!"
