Mini Cleo tilted her head, her tiny sunglasses sliding down her nose.
{What's wrong, Boss?}
Rex crossed his arms, his white wings folding tightly against his back. "I don't know. It just feels... off. The Blood Clan might value family, but they're still assassins. What if they're using Nyra and the baby for something? What if they're not telling us everything?"
Mini Cleo floated down to eye level, her expression unusually serious.
{Boss, I get why you're worried. But the original wouldn't have agreed to this if she didn't think it was the best option. And besides, Nyra's tough. She wouldn't let anyone use her or the baby.}
Rex sighed while running a hand through his hair. "I know, I know. It's just... I feel like I'm losing control of everything. First Ys, now the twins. What's next? Are you going to leave too?"
Mini Cleo gasped, her tiny hands flying to her chest in mock offense.
