Elian's POV
*****
"The Omega Ascension... What?" Kyren repeated with a confused blink, tilting his head at Elian despite their proximity.
Suddenly the cold touch of his armour against Elian's skin felt awfully judgemental. That and his crimson eyes locked squarely on him.
"Elian?" Kyren called out to him, his voice soft as he grabbed his right hand.
Elian's heart might've skipped a beat at that moment but he stayed alert, maintaining eye contact with Kyren as he pressed his hand on his chest.
"Are you feeling alright?" Kyren finally asked without accusation.
Just pure concern—which oddly enough only made Elian more embarrassed with himself.
[Ooop... As if we didn't see this coming days ago.]
'See what's coming?' Elian's jaw tightened although he kept a broad smile when he stared at Kyren. "Of... Of course, I'm feeling okay. I feel great, in fact... Well, other than the fact that I feel like shit for using you and the others to complete my missions."
