Before Isabella could even consider rejecting him, a voice chimed in from the side. It was Luca, who, having witnessed the whole interaction, immediately stepped forward with an almost smug air. "He's right, you know. You're not supposed to be standing for too long or staying out in the open for too long. You're just getting better."
Opehlia nodded eagerly in support.
Isabella froze, her lips parting slightly in surprise. The sudden shift from Cyrus's gentle offer to Luca's practical statement left her speechless for a beat. Her body may have been tired, but her pride was not so easily shaken. "..."
