"She seemed to be short of breath." Luke explained to Alaric, who was sitting on the sofa staring at space, pondering about something or rather someone. "She just said something like... she's falling in... love too fast?" He stammered with a flush on his face.
"That's all?"
"Yes, boss," Luke answered absentminded, focused on what Ravenna had said, before his eyes slightly went wide open, thinking maybe she was talking about him. "Sir, I never took her serious please don't misunderstand. I also thought she was just jokingly saying that but I didn't know she started liking me… for real. It's too fast… Boss, I swear it wasn't my intention to steal your…"
"Shut up!" Alaric roared dangerously. "Stay away from that mad brother of yours. He's becoming a bad influence."
"Yes, boss." Luke lowered his gaze, and did not say any more.
