A creeping silence filled the whole place. Adria and Azrail's eyes met on a rough patch, the two of them gazing into each other's eyes. The words that Azrail spoke were disrespectful to Adria. The call towards her past now, a sense of dishonor, isn't good at all. Not to mention, in terms of power and status, Adria is indeed someone of untold status.
It would be similar to a little kid calling up to her 40-year-old teacher and telling him to find where the kid hid the cookie—a call that, depending on the perspective, would either look cute or very arrogant from the eyes of a child that hasn't seen the world at all. The situation now brimming between Adria and Azrail can be said to be the latter if one were to look at it through unbiased eyes.
The growing tension seemed to have reached its peak as Adria muttered, "Fine, it was my fault anyway. I was too careless to ask another their secret when it's just a stupid question."
