Looking over the frozen figures of Eyoli and Valaka, I smirked as Oya calmly hung the curtain up before turning and staring straight at the two Arese.
Even without visible pupils, I could tell that they were both alternating their gazes between Oya and I, the confusion evident as they hesitantly stepped inside.
Finishing my own curtain, I watched on in amusement as Oya gestured towards the chairs, of which there were only three.
Eyoli gulped as she took a seat, her bulky frame dwarfing the chair, while Valaka blinked a few times as she looked towards Poepa and Quarta, who were watching on from the side just like me.
Oya took the final seat, her eyes locked on Valaka as she waited for the woman to sit down, which she did moments later.
Silence permeated the air inside the room, and even with the windows open the room felt stuffy and claustrophobic.
Leaning against the wall, I observed the three Arese, finding amusement in their actions.
