Victoria was very tempted to ask why a hiccup could injure the throat, but the tacit understanding developed over years of friendship made her abandon the idea at the last moment—and she found herself a reason that sounded more reliable.
After all, Maji was of the Dragonkin, and for their race, the temperature when they hiccup... might be quite high.
In a certain sense, Victoria's thought resonated subtly with reality…
Seeing an awkward moment dissolve into nothingness, Maji seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, then looked at Victoria's face and hurriedly spoke before the other could raise another question: "How are you getting along with Mr. Modir?"
The topics Victoria had mentioned earlier, such as "being chased by ancient gods" and "samples," could be considered matters for official reports. What she was asking now was Victoria's personal feelings.
