Silvana's crying spread far beyond their room, quickly reaching the one couple that was going to bed.
"Well, well, looks like the gift turned out well." Riska said with a slight smile on her face, she was watching something on her phone lying on the bed.
Not far from her sat Tron, deep in a chair, his legs were crossed, and on his lap lay a tablet with an open book.
He raised an eyebrow.
"A gift? Oh, Max mentioned something about that."
Riska set the phone aside, rolled over onto her stomach, and rested her chin on her two hands, looking at Tron curiously.
"You don't look too surprised."
"Neither do you." Tron said nonchalantly before waving a finger and turning the next page.
Riska shrugged with a slight smile.
"Well, I've spent quite a bit of time with Silvana lately, so I've gotten to know her well."
Tron waved his hand, no emotion appearing on his face.
