Irys's eyes sparkled with mischief as she erupted into laughter, the vibrant sound dancing in the air. "Haha, got you good, didn't I? On my home planet, I'd be 35 years old. But given the different time cycles, it's hard to make direct comparisons,"
As her laughter changed to a teasing grin. Liam felt baffled but soon found the corners of his mouth turning upward, and then he chuckled. Looking at Iry's grin, the chuckle then changes to a laugh.
As he laughed, he felt a strange, foreign, yet oddly familiar sensation. He felt warmth spreading from deep within his chest, breathing life into suppressed emotions. It was akin to hearing a cherished song from his past or witnessing a color, once vivid in his childhood memories but faded over time, suddenly bursting forth in all its splendor.
Lost in his thinking, Trick's playful voice chided, 'Stupid Liam, why all the monologue? It just mean you are happy.'
