"What?" I reply, quite unsure how to respond to this out of the blue comment. Soren shakes his head solemnly.
"Your heartbeat has changed," he repeats earnestly, fingers trailing down the bare skin of my chest to linger over my heart, as if his presence there might somehow give him answers. His brows synch together in a perplexed confusion. "It's much... slower. And it would seem," he says, walking his fingers up to patter on my collar bones, leaning his pointed ear towards my chest to strain to catch to the steady thrum of my heart. The beats are loud against the sturdy confines of my chest. His ram's horns press roughly against my skin, listening.
