Yes — very different.
From the moment we set sail, I could feel it. Something in Zeph had changed; he was... I don't know how to put it.
More flirty?
"But he is our mate, that's normal," Thethys argued.
"I mean, yeah, but why didn't he act that way before?" I countered.
"Perhaps he was shy?" She replied, but I wasn't so sure.
Zeph is a great mate —don't get me wrong —and I shouldn't be complaining about this, but for some reason I feel like something isn't right.
"Maybe we should stop thinking about it, remember that Zeph can hear your thoughts, and he might feel bad..."
Dammit! She was right. I forgot about that.
I looked up and watched Zephyrus, the ship moved on its own thanks to the wind, the sun hit his skin on all the right places, making his chiselled jaw look even
