He must have definitely misheard.
"Ah, I'm sorry... I'm okay. You can take it, Mr. Agro," Ren looked at the man who was dressed in only white attire.
Agro moved to carry the plates and stopped when he felt Axton's darkening gaze on him.
"May I carry the plates, Captain?" He questioned quietly.
Axton observed Ren, who was now staring at his feet as if there was some interesting event happening there.
"Take it away," Axton waved the man away.
He saw that Ren had decided not to eat it, so he wouldn't force him.
Agro left taking the dishes with him, and once more, the room filled with silence.
Axton stood and walked toward his window to stare out of it. He suddenly couldn't keep staring at Ren, he felt a strange tugging in his chest and it intensified as he stared at Ren.
He couldn't tell what it was, but what he was sure of was that his mind told him to hold Ren.
