"…"
Myria's gaze did not leave Davis. She was silent for a few seconds before she floated up and moved away.
"Follow me."
She said, causing him to stand up and follow. Eventually, she led him to her bedroom and sat comfortably on the bed, inviting him inside as she patted her side, indicating for him to sit beside her.
"…"
It sent mixed signals to Davis, making him wonder if his innocent Myria was horny or not.
However, her expression didn't seem that way, so he accepted her invitation and sat beside her, causing her to wrap her arms around his arm and snuggle with him, becoming even more comfortable.
"For discussions like this, I feel it is better to hold each other and talk about it."
"Myria…" Davis's lips curled, "I won't just walk away when I precisely come here to talk about it, no matter how uncomfortable it may be."
"Still, I want you to feel I won't let go before we even begin."
"…"
