Cyrus gave her a wry grin. "Because we're too stubborn to die. And because Sylus here doesn't know how to quit."
Sylus chuckled, but his eyes were distant again for just a moment before he drained his glass. "Maybe. Or maybe we just got lucky."
The noise of the pub filled the gaps in their conversation, but an unspoken tension lingered beneath the surface. Athena's sharp gaze lingered on Sylus, but she didn't press further. For now, they let the topic rest, though the weight of the snake-like man and Sylus's reaction to him remained heavy in the back of their minds.
The trio remained at the booth as the pub's energy persisted to rise, laughter and cheers loading the room. The weight of their earlier discussion hung for only a moment longer before Athena waved down a server, ordering another round.
