"Huh?"
Soren blinked, the condensation from the juice can dripping onto his knuckles as the silence stretched. For a split second, he genuinely wondered if the exhaustion had finally induced hallucinations or if this was some elaborate psychological tactic to catch him off guard before another surprise sparring match. After all, the woman sitting across from him wasn't exactly the type for casual small talk.
'No, I must be overthinking again.'
He inwardly shook his head, forcing the mental fog to clear. Swallowing the rest of the juice in his mouth, he took a breath and tried to find his voice.
"I am not sure," he replied honestly. "I might go for another raid or just take a few days to rest. Why are you asking, Sister Zoe?"
