John looked at Nanoe for a long time.
If at first he had only felt Nanoe was a beautiful, dangerous, and somewhat special woman, that thought had now completely changed.
Not somewhat special.
But far too special.
She didn't have a real body here, only an energy projection clinging to Rover. But even so, she could still use a few questions to press John back step by step. The gentleness on her face didn't disappear, the allure in each glance and each smile didn't diminish at all, but precisely because of that it made John feel even more frightened.
A woman who knows she's beautiful is already very dangerous.
A woman who is beautiful, intelligent, and loves a man deeply enough to calmly calculate everything for his sake, is even more dangerous.
John looked at Rover, his voice overflowing with envy.
"Do you know how many Survivors die not because they were weak, but because there was no one beside them to keep them clear-headed?"
Rover glanced at him.
