Veer looked down at the steaming bowl in his hand, sighed like a scolded child, and hurriedly set it on the table. Then, without another word, he followed her out into the open air.
As soon as they stepped out of the house, Kaya scanned the surroundings, then turned to Veer.
"Is there any place on this godforsaken mountain where I can open something dangerous without… you know, killing half the tribe by accident?"
Veer paused, tilting his head. "Sweetheart, are you planning to unleash a thousand snakes up here?"
Kaya shot him a glare sharp enough to cut stone.
He immediately raised his hands in surrender. "Okay, okay! Sorry. You mean a safe place, right? Somewhere no one else will get hurt?"
Kaya gave a curt nod.
