Chapter 187: We Only Want to Talk [bonus]
From the moment Regulus made contact with the core, Freya hadn't moved.
Time blurred in this place. She had no idea how long she'd stood there, watching him motionless.
When he finally stirred, the change in her expression was obvious.
Her gaze lingered on his face. Clear eyes. Normal composure. And that faint smile she was starting to recognize.
She let out a quiet breath, this one less subtle than usual. Her chest rose and fell visibly.
Regulus noticed. Whatever drove it, whether concern for the mission or relief at seeing him intact, it was care.
She'd stood there for however long it took, wanting nothing more than confirmation that he was alright.
He smiled and nodded, then tilted his head toward the core.
Want to try?