Charles, still reeling from Whitney’s spectacularly incorrect interpretation of his soul-bound destiny, let himself be dragged out of the room like a large, confused, very obedient golden retriever.
“I’m so hungry I could eat a whole cow,” Whitney announced as they walked.
Charles’s face flamed.
“I—I can get one for you if… if you really want cow.”
Whitney stopped mid-step.
Her eyes widened.
“Oh really?” she asked, genuinely delighted, before squinting at him as if doing complex math. “But… do you actually think I can eat an entire cow? Like physically?”
“I—uh—I—” Charles’s brain short-circuited. He had no safe answer to this.
He was still trying to reboot when they rounded the corner leading to the main hall and almost collided with Ethan and Ruby.
They froze, Ruby’s worry vanish
