"Your lips do not move, but your thoughts are so loud that I would be able to hear them even if I was sitting on the Mainland! You're trying to think of ways in which this can backfire on me, aren't you?"
Jonah blinked, and that was enough to give him away.
"Ha! Typical. Well, out with it. What have you thought of so far?"
She asked this in an extremely relaxed manner, but Jonah wasn't buying it. Ten minutes had passed since the conversation with the families had ended, and in all that time, the Bishop had not moved an inch. He didn't even know when she had turned toward him to study him enough to know about what he was thinking, and of course, she was right about what she had guessed.
He stayed silent for a few seconds, unsure whether he should make the choice to answer her. He cursed himself after that, though, as this was nothing compared to all the things he had done so far.
