Marco’s POV
“Ah, Beta Dan! I’m so glad you’re looking better now—healthy and all well-rounded again.” Ruben’s cheerful voice rang through the room, his bright expression faltering slightly when he caught the dark scowl on Dan’s face.
“Well… the frown’s a ruiner, though. Better get rid of that.”
Ruben’s eyes then darted to me, then back to Dan, and then to my desk—his gaze shifting rapidly like he was piecing together a puzzle, trying to figure out what he’d just walked into.
It was as if someone had told him his birthday present was waiting behind the door and he’d burst in to find something else entirely.
“Back to my earlier question,” he said, his enthusiasm dimming, “am I interrupting something?”
“No,” I said firmly. “Not at all. In fact, you being here right now is perfect.”
R
