The moment moved on just like that.
Si Hon watched Han for half a second— just enough to confirm the boy had settled— before shifting his attention back to Mimi. The brief softness in his expression faded, replaced by something more focused, more deliberate.
"You can see my stats, right?" he asked, his tone calm but edged with quiet insistence.
Mimi nodded immediately, drifting a little closer in the air as her gaze slid toward the hovering screen beside him.
Her eyes flicked across the numbers, scanning quickly, her finger coming up to tap lightly against her chin as she studied it with surprising seriousness. "…Nothing's wrong?" she said after a moment, tilting her head just slightly.
Si Hon's eyes twitched.
Slowly, he raised a hand and pointed directly at the numbers like… they slapped him right there. "No, something is wrong," he said flatly. "Why is everything above twenty five? Why did my stats suddenly jump?"
Mimi blinked.
Once.
Then twice.
And then—
