Ryle was determined to ignore these mortals and focus on his matters a little more but Diana's words sent a little danger alarm in his head. It was as if he did not respond on time, he would cause himself some harm.
As his survival instincts kicked in, he pulled himself out of his delusions and glanced at her, "What child?" He felt like there was something absolutely wrong with her words but since he was a bit muddleheaded, he could not pinpoint what exactly was wrong.
"You seem good with kids so you must have experience," Fixing the collar of Diana's fur jacket, Maxim spoke up calmly, "And to have so much experience, you must have a child. So, where… is that child?"
"_" This bastard…
Ryle squinted, "Nonsense! You, of all people, should know about how chaste I am."
Maxim gauged the man from head to toe, "Precisely that's why," he nodded.
