Davy continued to observe; all he needed were some melon seeds to complete his look. Damn, what was this drama? He didn't expect to learn anything useful from this breakfast.
"Sorry, I just got carried away; after all, I just returned," Draven responded more seriously after a while. His tone hinted at something Davy couldn't put his finger on right now.
Wait, he realized. Draven was not afraid. No, that was not the right word. Yes, he appears more docile in the presence of Fallan. If Davy could compare, despite his tough exterior... Draven was acting like a golden retriever right now. Davy secretly smiled, clearly enjoying himself.
Fallan gave one last look before nodding indifferently. He then turned to face Davy, who was watching them. Davy pulled the smile that was almost at his lips halfway, the corner of his lips twitched as he did so. Damn, Fallan nearly caught him laughing at Draven's misfortune.
