Silas had impatiently waited for Soren to return with his family, pacing back and forth in the tightly packed room. He opened the windows to let some fresh air get in, as he knew Soren wouldn't like being crammed into the room without any fresh air. And looking at the room, god, everyone who lived on the side of the street was packed into this house, and while the living room was littered with rage, it was not meant to accommodate over twenty-five f*****g people. Silas bit his lip. How would he even make Soren comfortable in this situation?
“Silas!” Erza hissed, adjusting Olivia in her arm. “I get that you’re worried, Kiddo, but stop pacing. There’s not enough room in here, as it is.” She adjusted Olivia in her grasp once more.
“You know,” Olivia began innocently, turning to stare at the
