Kaya paused, studying their eyes. The truth in their gaze gave her a moment of pause.
Meanwhile, Veer's lips twitched into a sly smile. It was true—the healer had boiled the water and instructed him to handle it. What Kaya didn't know, though… the healer had never said this water was actually meant for sparrow. The healer, busy preparing to cook chicken, hadn't the slightest idea about the real plan.
Kaya paused, studying their eyes. The truth in their gaze made her stop mid-step. Something unspoken passed between Veer and Cutie, and she felt a small tug of curiosity—just for a moment.
The sparrow, still perched—or rather lying awkwardly on the bed—felt it too. Shivers ran down his thin back. He could hear everything. Everything. And yet he couldn't make a sound. His throat was still raw, rasping painfully with every attempt to speak.
The steaming bowl of water sat before him, innocuous yet threatening. He stared at it like it was a trap. I'm not drinking that.
