Something about that man's entire demeanor during their brief encounter left a lingering, unsettling taste in Soren's mouth. The more he reflected on that interaction, the more a quiet suspicion began to take root in his mind.
Although he had looked like a regretful, loving parent on the surface, it was highly probable that the entire display was nothing more than an act.
Her father was definitely keeping secrets.
'I'm sure of it.'
Ethea broke the silence, her gaze softening slightly as she looked at him.
"Mmm. I believe you. And... thank you... for telling me all of this," she said softly.
Soren let out a small, relieved breath and nodded, glad to move past the topic. "So, back to my question. Since I do practice it... got any advice?"
Ethea paused for a moment, her usual indifferent, analytical expression returning as she took a deep breath to focus on the technicalities of the cultivation technique.
