“Oh, I… just visiting,” she said. “Nothing serious.”
“I see.”
He walked into a little corridor attached to the living room and hung up the keys.
“I tried to call you,” Kaiya said, “but I’m not sure if I have the right number.”
“So that was you,” Kytos said. “Sorry. I don’t answer calls from numbers I don’t know. Where are your parents?”
“Tarkinia.”
The words fell like boulders in the ocean.
Kytos stared at the wall. “I’m sorry to hear that.”
“They’ll be home soon,” Kaiya said.
“Of course… of course. Allied Atlantica,” he said dismissively.
Kytos walked over to the dining table and grabbed the ladder back of a chair. “Tarkinians,” he snarled.
Kaiya murmured her agreement.
“So you want to stay?” Kytos said. His voice changed suddenly, becoming bright.
“Only if it’s no trouble.”
