Inside the villa.
After Rory left, Aren remained sprawled across the sofa, barely moving. Every now and then, a foolish little smile would creep across his face.
It felt wonderful.
The Female Master hadn't disliked him.
She had even worried about him.
He really wanted to kiss the Female Master.
When would she come back today?
If he had known that losing the fight would mean he couldn't go out with her, he would never have fought Xarion in the first place.
Being tied up for a while wouldn't have killed him anyway.
***
Inside the aircraft, Rory watched the villa's surveillance feed for a while.
The rabbit on the screen showed no unusual behavior whatsoever.
Had she simply been overthinking things?
"Female Master… are you suspecting that rabbit?"
Xarion sat beside Rory, his head resting lightly against her shoulder. Seeing her stare at the surveillance image of the rabbit for so long, he asked quietly.
