Well, of course, Jihan meant to say about her keeping an eye on what Aryan was doing last night in the back room secretly, about his meditation and magical training. Also, about something that was sticking out big in his crotch at that time.
The girl's face turned red again, she cleared her throat and then moved back to her feet.
"Ermm, but…" Aryan followed the girl's small jumps. "That's not a good reason—or a good one, you know?"
"No," said Jihan, who was quite sure that Aryan had not noticed her presence in the back room last night. "That's more than enough for me."
"What if it turns out that my face is really ugly?"
Jihan stopped again, she looked at the face behind the mask for a long time with a frown.
"Ugly?" repeated the girl.
"Yes," said Aryan. "You'll probably feel sorry for taking this mask off my face."
