Cleo held his hand against her face, her expression softening as her fingers intertwined with his. "So you're telling me... that was really you?" She asked, her voice steady now, her concern giving way to curiosity.
Rex nodded, a faint smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth. "Well, yeah. If it wasn't me, then who else would it be?" He teased her, though his tone carried a hint of self-awareness.
Cleo sighed, rolling her eyes but keeping her hand on his. "You don't make it easy to understand you sometimes, you know that?"
Rex chuckled, the sound low and warm. "Let's not dwell on it right now, alright? I'll make it up to you later. But first..." His tone shifted slightly, becoming more serious as he gazed into her eyes. "Why didn't you step in to help the twins earlier? You could've stopped all of this before it started."
