"What do you mean by 'dying?'" Cristine asked, staring deeply into the eyes of the man who seemed so unconcerned.
"It's like you heard... I had to do some things that pushed me beyond my human limits. Or rather, I've lost all of them. I'll need to force an evolution," Strax said calmly, offering a gentle smile as he stepped closer to her.
"It's fine, don't worry." He smiled, leaned in, and kissed her forehead, running his fingers through her hair.
"How can you say it's fine? You're talking about dying!" Cristine exclaimed, pulling his hands away from her head and looking deeply into his eyes.
"Calm down, okay?" Strax said, turning to walk toward Samira, who seemed to be in pain.
Cristine froze for a moment, Strax's words echoing in her mind.
Her heart raced, and a wave of frustration and despair began to well up in her chest. His calm demeanor, the way he spoke so nonchalantly about something as serious as "dying," unsettled her deeply.
