"Yes, young master," I said, bowing my head sarcastically.
"Witch," Edge retorted.
"Spoiled brat," I murmured under my breath, then turned to look at the two of them. "I'll be leaving first." I was about to walk away when Cypher caught my hand.
"What about mine?" he asked softly.
Tensing slightly, I hesitated. "T-There's only one block, but d-don't worry, I'll make you one next time," I said with a forced smile, though I knew there wouldn't be a next time.
"Hey Cypher, you jealous you didn't get one?" Edge mocked, a teasing smirk on his face.
I shot him a quick glare. "You want me to take back my statue?"
Edge immediately fell silent, focusing again on his art.
"How about we have dinner once you're done? I'll wait for you at the hall—" I started, giving him a small wave before turning to leave.
He quickly interrupted me. "Really? I'm also done with my work! Wait a sec," he said hurriedly, grabbing his statue and heading over to the instructor.
