She sat in the bed, frozen for a moment, waiting for the answer she wanted. What would they do now that they talked and had their little quarrel and someone didn't want to believe her? However, there was something that didn't click with her, why did Duncarabian watch her taken by the winged woman? She was sure he was watching because he always did. He always acted like he knew everything or perhaps he was just watching from the sides.
She glanced at Stephan, his reflection showing in a mirror. He wasn't mad anymore. He was seriously thinking about what would happen right now. His hair could never decide which way to lie. She turned her head at Mike and he already moved to the bed, lying down, his eyes simply admiring the things around. It was fascination and some kind of surprise. The thinking wasn't his to make, it was Stephan's.
