Malin understood the meaning behind Elias' words. He, too, hoped that whatever needed to be dealt with would be handled accordingly. There was no time to dwell on it. With a quiet resolve, Malin picked up the quill once more and continued to write, his focus returning to the task before him.
Elias' eyes narrowed slightly. He had not expected his little gossip-filled comment to be brushed aside so easily. There had been no visible reaction, no curiosity, no follow-up questions from Malin. Just acceptance. Elias' lips lifted faintly at the corner, amused but also mildly disappointed.
"You're no fun, Malin. Tsk, tsk," he muttered under his breath, shaking his head before turning away and heading back to his desk.
