Azura followed Timothy back into the house, resting her chin on the table as she curiously watched him work with his brush, ink, and paper.
"You came back a day early, and you're not even going to see Goddess Sylvia?" she asked, her eyes fixed on the tools in his hands.
"No rush. Tomorrow's Valentine's Day. What's the point of going so early today?" Timothy replied, continuing to sketch.
"Hmmm… let me think. Oh! I get it! You're playing hard to get, aren't you?" Azura suddenly jumped up, her small frame bouncing with excitement as the realization hit her.
"Come on, am I right? Did I totally nail it?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
Timothy just gave her a blank stare. "..."
"I'm really starting to wonder what those old dragons at the Shrine of the Oceanic Dragon have been teaching you all day…" Timothy muttered, gently pushing Azura back down to her seat.
