A silence enveloped the room, as everyone waited for Grandmama's response.
Her profound gaze remained on Adam, locked in an unspoken dialogue that seemed to transcend words.
There was an intensity in her eyes, a spark of recognition, perhaps, or a question that went deeper than mere curiosity.
After a while, she nodded slowly, her eyes still fixed on Adam, as if committing his visage to memory.
Then, with a grace that was both gentle and resolute, she turned away, her face betraying no emotion.
Chronos cleared his throat, stepping forward to bridge the momentary gap in conversation.
He began to explain the situation to Grandmama, detailing their new alliance, the challenges they faced, and the request of watching Xelithos while he's in his weakened state.
All the while, Adam's eyes remained on Grandmama, a mixture of wonder and uncertainty dancing in his eyes.
