For today, I decide, or I am forced, to set my feelings aside. There was no time to lose with resent and useless fights. None would be meaningless, because truly, I earn for a good fight. I earn to scream at someone, and it proved that the best candidates for my anger were the two I had at my side right now.
Cyro was gloomy and you could see it in the way his brows were narrowed slightly and his jaw was tensed. One of his hands was behind his hand in a very formal and stern way of presenting himself, while the other held the glass of champagne. He looked odd. There was little of what I recognized in him present right now. This might not have been the Cyro I met at all.
Cassian was, somehow, himself. Diplomatic in every possible way. He offered smiles where they were needed. He offered ki
