Lunara looked straight into Eryx's eyes. He was smiling as if pleased his plan had worked but she could see through it. That smile didn't quite reach his eyes. Deep down, she knew his heart was still tangled in things left unsaid.
"But Eryx…" she murmured, reaching for his hand.
He glanced at her, eyebrows lifting slightly. "Hmm?"
Her fingers curled gently around him. "I mean… Callum. Are you really okay?"
For a moment, he didn't respond. The engine hummed softly around them, the world outside the window blurring into shadows and lights. Then he looked ahead, exhaling slowly.
"No," he admitted, his voice quiet. "But I will be."
Lunara squeezed his hand a little tighter.
"That's enough for now," he added, almost like a promise to himself more than to her. He straightened in his seat and offered a faint smile, eyes fixed ahead. "Let's go check out the house I told you about."
It was a clear attempt to shift the mood, to move past the tension still clinging to him.
