The elevator doors closed behind them with a soft chime. Kane waited until they were alone in the corridor before letting out a dramatic exhale.
"Well, that was intense. I've never seen so much money spent on food that tiny before."
Cyrus didn't respond, his face unreadable as he slid the keycard into their suite door.
Inside their suite, Kane immediately kicked off his shoes and collapsed onto the plush sofa, sinking into its cushions with a satisfied groan.
He loosened his collar, popping open the top two buttons.
"Bernard's definitely hiding something about that chalice. Did you see how he perked up when you showed interest?"
Cyrus entered behind him, movements deliberate as he removed his suit jacket and hung it with precise care.
He rolled up his sleeves and unbuttoned his cuffs, his silence carrying a subtle tension.
Kane glanced over, noting the rigid set of Cyrus's shoulders. He assumed it was leftover strain from their verbal sparring with Bernard.
