"So warm!" thought Talindra. Baraion knew she was thinking about Drelduin's body. He clenched his fists with jealousy. He didn't like anyone touching her. She was his. Wait what!? No, she was no one to him. He could care less. Then why was he wasting his time outside Drelduin's house worrying about her, he had no idea.
"What are you going to tell her?" asked Drelduin.
Baraion could feel Talindra's anxiety. She replied that she was never going to tell anything to Talilia. "She must not know. My tragedy is mine."
"Extremely healthy!" Baraion rolled his eyes. "What is wrong with her? Why is she not talking to anyone? Is she going to shut everyone now?"
"Talking to my shrink is enough," replied Talindra.
"At least she is talking to someone," said Baraion.
