Lira softens instantly, as if his words are a comfort potion she cannot resist. Her lips press together, then part again. "You do give me everything I want," she admits, nodding.
Then her eyes thins again in suspicion. "But there's something I need to know."
Ah. Here it comes. The inevitable turn. The part where her insecurity becomes claws. Morgan tilts his head, feigning curiosity. "Something?" he repeats
She licks her lips, suddenly nervous, her nails tracing invisible shapes against his chest. "When you went into the labyrinth… to find that thing…" She pauses, biting her lip, then blurts out, "Did you touch her? Did you kiss Heidi? God forbid, but… did you do something more?"
Morgan's smile freezes at the edges. Internally, Luke growls. "Here we go. The jealous little spider spins her web."
