"I think I heard you say something along the line of the family."
Nevis looked at Varth with eyes narrowed in suspicion. He clearly heard him say something, but he was now refusing to admit it.
'Something sure is fishy,' he thought.
"It's probably your imagination. I didn't say a word."
Varth tried to brush it off, but his words only piqued the other party's curiosity.
"Your behavior is very suspicious. Now I want to know what you said!"
Nevis looked at him with squinted eyes, acting as if he was trying to see through him, trying to find out what he is hiding.
Having no intention of telling the sad story of his life that one could very well turn into a tragic novel, Varth turned away from his gaze and aggressively thought in his mind, "This damned unreasonable child!"
Nevis's gaze was so intense that he felt it searing his back.
