"Doc… Doctor Zamiel," Elisa called out, her voice tight with confusion. Zamiel only chuckled low, and amused, not entirely out of place making her brows knit in deeper uncertainty.
He tilted his head, giving her a knowing look.
"Aren't you one impatient man," he said, narrowing his eyes at Nix.
Nix didn't respond. He merely leaned back into his seat, the silence rolling off him heavier than any words he could have spoken.
Zamiel scoffed as he moved closer and took the seat beside him.
"So you actually poisoned me," he said, disbelief sharpening his tone.
"You poisoned you, you cruel man," Zamiel corrected sharply as he finally settled into the chair opposite Nix. But still, Nix didn't glance his way. Not even once. He remained stone-silent, rigid, refusing to acknowledge Zamiel's presence at all.
The tension between them grew so thick that even Elisa felt it pressing against her chest.
And then her gaze drifted to Zamiel.
