"Anyway," Freiheit shook his head, changing the topic as he realized the gravity of Eternity's threat. "What do you want to do as we wait for Evan?"
"Is it alright if I get to know you?" Eternity asked innocently.
"How deep would you like to get to know me–Hey, don't go to the kitchen. I was just joking!" Freiheit laughed wearily. "Heavens above, you follow Evan's orders like a robot!"
"He said I was similar to one," Eternity said.
"He mentioned it," Freiheit said. "No, but seriously, do you have anything in mind to do?"
"May I ask you questions? About Evan, I mean." She added the last part as an afterthought.
"Ah, so you meant when you wanted to get to know me, you just wanted to extract some information from me?"
Eternity blushed, looking away as she was caught red-handed.
"I don't mind," Freiheit reassured her. "I am used to getting used. Even more so when I was an heir to Royal Blue."
"I'm sorry." Eternity lowered her head in guilt, even more so after hearing Freiheit's words.
"Don't be." He patted her on the shoulder. "Anyway, standing here makes my foot hurt. Let's go sit on the sofa!"
Eternity nodded.
And so they did.
They went to the living room and sat on the sofa, Freiheit's favorite piece of furniture that Evan owned.
"What do you want to know about Evan?" he asked, spreading his legs wide open.
Eternity timidly moved farther from him so his legs wouldn't touch hers.
"Oh, sorry about that." Freiheit closed his legs to an appropriate position instead of what he did a while ago. "Force of habit."
Eternity shook her head. "It's fine. I have the basic knowledge to know that it's uncomfortable when men's testicles rub against their thighs."
Freiheit choked at nothing in particular.
"Are you okay?" Eternity worriedly rubbed his back, helping him gain his bearings.
"I'm good," Freiheit said, heaving before proceeding. "I don't know which is weirder, the fact that someone of your appearance can say something like that or how clinically you said it."
"Maybe both?" Eternity suggested.
"Maybe," Freiheit laughed. "Anyway, what do you want to ask?"
"Oh!" she exclaimed. "Uhm, first." Eternity hesitated for a second but said it anyway. "Why did you call Evan 'Evanescence' a while ago?"
Freiheit looked at her in puzzlement, like he should be the one asking the questions.
"That's… his name." He answered slowly, as if he wasn't sure if she was being serious.
"Really?!" Eternity gasped.
"Oh, you're actually serious." His blue eyes, ocean-blue, unlike Evan's icy ones, dilated. "That's his birth name, although he's been using his nickname since time in Memorium."
"Do you know the reason why?"
Freiheit smiled at her, though it didn't reach his eyes.
"I do," he replied. "Though I can't give you the details you need since it's not my story to tell,"
Eternity was silent for a few seconds. Ultimately, she nodded in defeated acceptance.
"I know he would prefer it if this confidential information came from his own mouth," Freiheit said. "Please wait; give him some time. I'm sure he'll be willing to tell you someday."
Eternity didn't say anything but bobbed her head.
"What else?" Freiheit asked.
"I was going to ask if you knew the reason why he hated women, but I think you'll say the same thing as to my previous question."
It was Freiheit's turn to nod.
"That's something that requires an intensive explanation," Freiheit laughed. "But yes, you're right. I'm going to tell you the same thing: He'll tell you once he's ready."
"I… see." Eternity hummed. "Oh, this next question is about you. I was actually serious when I said I wanted to get to know you, Freiheit."
He looked quite delighted to hear this.
"Hit me with your best shot," he said.
"What did Evan mean when he said you were probably willing to bang your sister?"
Freiheit turned a bright shade of red.
Just as Freiheit was about to answer her question, they heard the turning and clicking of the doorknob. He sighed in relief and stood up from the sofa, eager for their conversation to end as soon as possible.
"Well, look who's here!" Freiheit said with exaggerated glee.
Eternity frowned, wondering if her question was so hard to answer.
Shaking her head and deciding that she'd just let Freiheit's avoidance go, she decided to stand up as well, and they both headed to the doorsteps to welcome Evan, just like a pair of dogs waiting for their owner to arrive home.
The door opened wider, revealing Evan with an exasperated expression as he carried two bags of groceries filled to the brim.
"Isn't that too much?" Freiheit raised an eyebrow, taking the groceries from Evan's hand. "I'll only be here for one day…"
"This isn't all for you, dimwit." Evan sighed, trying his best not to show his annoyance at his brother's self-importance. "This is for our food."
"Your food," Eternity corrected.
"Ah, right." Evan nodded. Eternity didn't need to repeatedly explain to them that she didn't need to eat. "My food."
All three walked to the kitchen dining room to place the groceries on the counter. Now that it was settled, they sat at the stools before the counter and began chit-chatting.
"Isn't that too much if it's just your food?" Freiheit continued.
Evan didn't know how to defend himself against Freiheit's point.
Surprisingly, he made a rather good one.
"I can cook Evan some lunch boxes!" Eternity suggested eagerly.
Evan felt conflicted with a mixture of different kinds of feelings.
First, he was in awe at how thoughtful Eternity, his doll, was.
Second, he already felt the shame that was about to sprout from his stomach when his workers saw him carrying a cute lunch box to work.
Third, he was worried that Eternity would produce something inedible, heck, even poisonous, with her lack of cooking knowledge.
Fourth—