Seeing Nance just 12 meters away, Liam paused for three seconds, unsure of how to react to this unexpected encounter.
He was accustomed to being followed around the city, so he hadn't initially distinguished Nance from his usual pursuers. As she approached slowly, he wondered whether this was a threat or something else entirely.
"Nance?" he began cautiously, trying not to rush his words. "I didn't expect to see you in such a humble dormitory. Did you get lost on your way home?" he teased.
Initially, he was puzzled by the situation. But as she drew nearer, wearing a smile that was hard to ignore, he began to understand.
Nance was on the hunt!
"Hehe, maybe I got lost…" she teased back. "You know, Brother Liam, we barely spoke earlier. I kept looking for you, but it was like you'd vanished." Her tone shifted, sounding wounded. "That wasn't nice. I really wanted to talk to you."
