Rhys shook his head, "This is Lyn were talking about. I doubt she is overwhelmed; it's probably the complete opposite."
"Huh?"
Before Rhys could say a word, a pair of dainty arms wrapped around Kazuya's back. Lyn beamed happily, "Kazuya, I caught you."
Kazuya's serious gaze softened. "Yeah," he turned around. "Mmm, your hair is still wet. dry it."
"Kazuya you do it for me."
'She's definitely a princess, alright.' "Lyn, sit down. Let me check your temperature."
Lyn looked over at him and peered with those cute eyes, "Rhys?"
"Yeah?"
She leaves Kazuya's side and walked over. She kept staring at him, and Rhys felt very uncomfortable. "There is something different about you."
'Sharp.'
"Nothing is different; just sit back down."
"Okay," but Lyn reached over and touched his cheek.
"Lyn, let go."
"I just want to check…"
