Inside the estate, after dinner, Rory went to soothe Paros.
Paros was in his room, sending a message to someone called "Moonlit Heart."
Paros: "I'll give you two more Rank Eleven insect cores. Think of another solution for me."
He sent the message, but no reply came.
Frowning slightly, he stared at his communicator—just as Rory appeared at his doorway.
Though the door was slightly ajar, she still knocked.
Knock, knock, knock.
Paros looked up. The moment he saw her, he instinctively shifted his communicator out of sight.
"Big sister, what brings you here?"
He stood up quickly and walked over to open the door.
"I came to help soothe you. I'm not interrupting anything, am I?" Rory asked with a faint smile, stepping inside without prying into who he had been messaging. That was his privacy.
"Not at all."
Paros shut the door and returned, clearly pleased. He sat on the bed, then casually let his legs transform into a dragon's tail, which coiled around Rory's waist.
