"I'm just curious, that's all," Freya's voice drifted through the receiver, calm yet sharp, teasing yet cold. "Quite a spectacle you achieved, you know?"
River frowned faintly, tilting his head. "Spectacle? What kind?"
For a moment, there was only silence. But silence carried weight when it came from Freya. He caught the faint hitch in her breath, as if his ignorance genuinely surprised her.
"You… you don't know what you did?" she asked, her tone shifting.
"What did I do?" River pressed, irritation creeping into his voice. "I didn't commit any crime."
"You seriously don't know?!" Freya's voice rose, tinged with disbelief.
River sighed and pulled the phone away from his ear, thumb hovering over the red button. He had no intention of wasting time on one of her little games.
But then her voice sharpened with frustration. "River, your persona is making a ruckus in the city."
That made him pause.
His brows knitted together as realization struck like a blade of cold steel.
