Czar stood still, absolutely motionless, lowering his grimace downwards. The painful flashback of the haunting memories that he had buried deep down in his cold, wrecked heart was tormenting his inner soul brutally. He stood completely silent, breathing out heavily.
All of a sudden, Eva noticed that his spare right arm was shivering a bit. It seemed as if he was undergoing some kind of tremor anxiety attack, but he was trying hard to endure it silently. People often get exposed to such kinds of situations if they are encountered with some kind of traumatized memory, and probably something around that was happening there with him. In her inner mind, she assumed it.
Slowly, she also perceived that the strength with which Czar was clenching her wrist, was gradually lessening furthermore. She sensed his inner conflicts and wiped out her tears, continuing to gawk at him in awe.
"Ar-Are you...okay?" In a crooked husky tone, she asked him first.
