Astraea's POV
I don't know what I was expecting when Zephyra asked me why I liked her, and I responded that I thought she was cute, but it definitely wasn't her frowning at me like I'd just stepped on her. Her expression was somewhere between a pout and mild offense, and for a moment, I wondered if I had said something wrong.
"So," she started slowly, her arms folded across her chest as she leaned back in her chair, "you only like me because I'm cute?"
I blinked. "Well, yeah," I said, not even bothering to sugarcoat it. "You're very cute."
She narrowed her eyes at me, her tone half playful and half accusatory. "There are a lot of cute girls in the world, Astraea. Are you going to like someone else when you see someone even cuter than me?"
