"Are you alright?" I asked, handing the shaking boy a cup of tea as he tried to calm himself while Rumant tried to wipe the blood from his body and face all splattered around as though he was in a room with a blender and several pieces of tomato.
"No, I am not." He hissed, looking me in the eyes before sucking in a deep breath. "H-how is Eric?"
"He should be alright with some rest." Lucille said, smiling at him, "Fortunately the injury on his body is not that bad. What kind of creature made that kind of injury?"
"I don't know," Bil said, leaning back on his cushion. "I don't know what happened and … no matter how much I try to think of what happened … it just … doesn't add up."
Sitting beside Bil, I asked, "What doesn't add up, Bil? Could you tell us?"
"Yeah." He said, looking in my eyes, almost calming down instantly. "Your eyes are really pretty, Zion."
